Chapter 94: That's Cheating

"What is downstairs.." Esme felt Gabriel's fingers on her chin, gently turning her head back to look at him. Her mind went blank, and she realised the situation she was currently in. They were alone in the VIP room and in very close proximity to each other.

"That is not important right now. I can smell another man on you still. Is this what Marcus smells like?" He asked almost in a threatening voice as he leaned closer to her, closing the small distance between them, and he planted a tender kiss on her neck. Esme shivered from the featherlight touch; goosebumps flourished her arms beneath her clothes. 

"The lavender masks his scent.." She whispered. "And we just fought a little.." She trailed off as she saw Gabriel now staring at her questionably. "It's kind of our thing. We fight."

"Your thing, huh?" Gabriel drawled and placed his glass of whisky on the coffee table, his eyes still on her as he slowly leaned over her, and she slid down into the couch and found herself now lying on her back. She continued to stare at him, the masterpiece that he was and felt her heart skip a beat as he lowered himself over her and kissed her gently on the lips. "And what's our thing?"

He nibbled on her bottom lip, halting her from answering, and she closed her eyes as he slipped his tongue into her mouth, and his hand snaked around her waist, pulling her suddenly on top of him. Esme's hands went to his hair, but he broke away from the kiss and squeezed her gently into him; the hand around her waist slowly dipped to her backside, and he caressed and groped her. 

Esme finally found her voice, and she whispered into Gabriel's neck, "I don't know. But I feel better being in your arms." She inhaled sharply from her own admission and slowly looked up to see Gabriel's reaction. 

He wasn't freaking out. 

"Good, that is a start at least," He shifted so he could look at her face caressing her cheek before kissing it and relaxing back into the leather sofa. "I know Marcus is important to you. But I'm a spectator looking into this right now, not being petty or jealous. You thought he was dead and now has magically shown up out of nowhere. He didn't tell you what happened?"

"He told me to meet him at the Hub," Esme replied and felt Gabriel's arms tighten around her slightly. He lifted his head and stared at her almost in an angry way. 

"You plan to go? Alone and unprotected?" He asked in disbelief. 

Esme shrugged, trying to hide how nervous the idea made her. "I go to Hubs all the time. This won't be any different," She said nonchalantly but avoided his gaze.

"But you're not alone anymore.. You have-"

Esme chuckled, interrupting what she knew would be a sweet comment. "I am not taking a bunch of ancient vampires to a rogue werewolf bar. Sure, it's neutral territory, and other creatures can go there, but  you'd raise too much attention." She sat upright, needing a little space to organise her thoughts. Gabriel's smell was too intoxicating to her that she wanted to stay in his warm, safe arms all day. "I need to stay on the DL."

"DL?" Gabriel shifted into a seated position and tilted his head curiously at the she-wolf.

"I do believe this is another one of those moments where your age shows, Gabriel," Esme giggled and felt tons better than earlier. Being in Gabriel's presence even without touching him calmed her. "DL means down low. Incognito mode, grandpa." She winked and bit her lip, holding back another giggle from the playful glare he shot at her. "The hub is where information is exchanged. Rogues always need money, so if anyone knows of my identity, then it's game over. They'd sell me out."

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"I don't feel comfortable you going there on your own. There are too many risks in going," Gabriel replied, continuing with the topic than talking about his age and the use of slang. 

Esme stood up and shook her head as she went towards the bar for some orange juice. "I'm a rogue. This is how I roll." She shrugged as she poured the juice into a glass, avoiding his heavy staring. 

Gabriel sighed and downed the remainder of his drink before waltzing over to the bar, rebuttoning his suit jacket and tidying his appearance. "This conversation is not over," He warned as she finished her drink.

Esme put her glass on the bar with a light thud and crossed her arms. "Yeah, yeah, sure. Now, what do you need my help with?" She asked, subtly changing the subject. Gabriel stared at her for a long minute, but he dropped the subject.

"Hmm, we need to go to the morgue first," Gabriel replied and turned on his heel. Esme gaped at him and rushed after the vampire. Reaching out, she grabbed his arm and stopped him from walking away. 

"What do you mean the morgue!? You said downstairs to the others.." Her eyes widened on sudden realisation. "You have a morgue here!?"

She cringed at the idea. 

"Yes, there is a morgue here. I need you to help examine two bodies for me," Gabriel replied nonchalantly like this was an everyday occurrence for him. He clapped his hand on top of hers that held onto his arm, and they continued towards the waterfall. 

"Is there a particular reason why I, of all people, have to do this? What if I refuse?" She exclaimed as she walked past the waterfall and through the hidden hallway towards the elevator. They stopped just in front of it when Gabriel wrapped his arms around her waist from behind and put his lips to her neck.

Esme inhaled sharply from his touch. 

"Would you really refuse me, my love?" He whispered oh so sensually in her ear, grazing his fangs against her neck. 

"Okay, okay!" She almost screamed her protest. Her body felt hot all over, and she wanted to do more than just embrace each other right now. 

Gabriel chuckled and released her. "Good, I'm not used to not getting what I want. King and all," He winked and slid the elevator door open. 

Esme held her hand against her chest feeling her heart thud furiously against her ribcage. "That's seriously cheating," She grumbled.

Let's go see some dead bodies!

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