Pride (Living In Sin #1)

Epilogue

CRAVE

“Is that all I can do for you, Sir?”

She was a pretty thing. I couldn’t deny that. Sweet face, smooth skin, and just the right amount of makeup to enhance it all. Recently, the airlines had scaled back on high heels and revealing clothing for their flight attendants, but this woman had worked with what she had. The top few buttons were undone, the scarf pushed to the side so that when she bent over to pour my whiskey, there was almost nothing left to the imagination.

On top of all that beauty, there was the desperation and hunger that rolled off her. I understood greed better than anyone, and this woman was a delightful vintage.

She had a good job that let her travel to exotic and interesting places every other day. But she wanted more. She craved it.

The thought made me grin, and I sipped the drink. The whiskey was top shelf. Fitting for the first class and the most expensive seats money could buy. The jet would have been better, but it didn’t replenish the energy I’d need like a commercial flight.

Everyone here had greed for something. A better seat, a better life. Even the pretty humans that poured the drinks. Everyone longed for something more.

I needed all the energy I could muster if I was going home to deal with my family.

“Thanks, Sugar. This is all I need.” I winked. It didn’t hurt to throw her a bone even if I had nothing else I needed.

She was good. Her mask didn’t slip at all as she smiled warmly and left me to my drink and the joy of first class legroom. But I could feel the desire flicker, the disappointment at losing a chance she wanted. A handsome man with money to burn. To sweep her off her feet and fill her hands with all the trinkets she could ever want. Even the sway of her hips didn’t quite hide the need for something more.

While her greed had a lovely taste, one I could probably string along and fan higher for the flight back to Australia, it wasn’t why I was here.

I was here because there was something changing. It had been subtle. I’d taken over a week to even notice the change. Then another to realize that it had originated from home. A home I hadn’t been to in years.

But when things changed at Club Midnight, it was something I paid attention to. Even if it meant putting my other ventures on hold for a while. At the moment, nothing was more important than checking on what my little family was up to.

When it caused ripples far enough to affect me in another country, there were problems.

I had to decide if the shenanigans were worthy of my time. After all, time was money. And where there was money involved, the demon of greed was more than happy to stick their nose in.

*** See you in Living In Sin: Greed