Page 30 of Visions of You

Keegan drained his glass, the synthetic blood leaving a bitter taste in his mouth. "I know. I just… I have a bad feeling about all of this."

His visions had been even less clear than usual.

Though maybe that was only because he'd used his powers so much over the past two nights.

"Apollo wired me some money, by the way," Altair said. "For your services." He slid a piece of paper across the table. "I'm adding this to your account."

Keegan glanced at the number scrawled on the paper and tucked it into his pocket. "Thanks."

He hadn't done it for the money, but it was a nice bonus. He was about to say something to that effect to his friend when the door to the nightclub swung open and his gaze was drawn in that direction.

Jaron walked in, still wearing a full set of clothes, but the shirt and jeans he wore now were not baggy at all. Instead, they worked to accentuate the shape of his body in all the right places.

As if Keegan needed any more reason to be obsessed with him…

"Someone you know?" Altair asked, noticing his distraction.

"My date," Keegan said simply.

Altair's eyebrows rose, but he did what any good friend should. He rose from the table and patted Keegan's shoulder. "Don't scare him too much," he said before leaving.

Keegan shook his head at his lord and friend. He didn't mean to scare anyone, least of all Jaron.

He might, though.

Unintentionally.

Already, the dragon shifter's tail wrapped tightly around his leg, mirroring the tension Keegan felt in his own body as Jaron approached the table.

"You came," Keegan said, gaze fixed on the man who would not leave his thoughts.

Jaron's lips quirked into a smile as a tiny bit of his tension seemed to leave him. "Did you think I might not?"

Keegan shook his head. "There wasn't a single chance you wouldn't." He'd checked, despite the headache he got from using his talents now. After all of this, he would have to sleep for a couple of years to recover.

Jaron's smile stretched. "Nothing could have kept me away."

"Seems that way." Keegan's mouth went dry as Jaron's gaze on him intensified.

The things he wanted to do to that dragon…

The things this dragon clearly wanted to do to him…

Keegan licked his lips. "Would you like a drink?"

"You know what I want." Jaron's gaze flicked to Keegan's groin, still with that smile.

Keegan swallowed hard as his cock stirred in his pants.

Having a body with a will of its own was so damn inconvenient.

Keegan got up from the table. "Follow me."

He felt the eyes of the other vampires on him as he led Jaron to the door in the back of the club that led to their living quarters downstairs.

They were all thinking he was about to have a wild night with a hot date.

Well, they weren'tentirelywrong.