The night blurred into a haze of music, laughter, and the occasional roar of a heated argument that was quickly shut down by Jake or one of the other enforcers. Talon stayed close, his presence a constant anchor amidst the chaos. I caught him watching me more than once, his gaze softening when our eyes met.
At one point, a beer pong table was brought in and set up in the corner, and I felt a pang of nostalgia in my chest. Trina saw me eyeing it and nudged me with her elbow, a sly grin spreading across her face.
I hesitated, glancing at Talon. He raised an eyebrow, his lips curling into a faint smirk. “Go on,” he said, his voice low. “Show ‘em what you got.”
The challenge in his tone sparked something in me, a flicker of the fire inside. I pushed back my chair and stood, feeling the room
