Jas.
Zane had only told me to meet him tonight, at the address he sent, but I certainly don't want to think more to it. I had told him on the phone what my answer was, but he said he would only believe it face to face.
He probably thought I was being influenced because of what Lily had done, as Uncle Matthew had admitted to telling him about it, this was what this was about.
But I would certainly let him know it wasn't.
So here I was at the club, sitting at the bar and waiting for him to finish up with whoever it was he was talking to and walk up to me.
I guess he owned the place or something with the way everyone was bowing to him. I turned the glass of cosmopolitan I ordered and stared down at it, before looking his way again.
Actually, I had just been waiting for him here at
