Page 58 of Legion
Mikhail telepathically snorted.Yes, you are, but we’ll pretend differently.
Ignoring that, Luka gestured for the brothers to leave and then waved Draya toward the chair opposite his.“Have a seat.”
She did so, a bright but tremulous smile curving her mouth.“Last night was crazy, huh?I’ve never seen any of the members here lose it like that before.Floyd was out of control.”
“It’s been handled,” Luka assured her.
“Oh, I don’t doubt it.You’re nobody’s fool.You woulda thought he’d consider that before he attacked your employees.”She shook her head in amused mystification.
Luka sank back into his chair, waiting for her to explain why she’d come.She didn’t.“You said there was a private matter you wanted to discuss?”he prompted.
She blew out a breath and shifted in her seat.“Okay, so call me forward, but I’m not one for playing coy.I kind of got the vibe from you that you were into me.”
He held back a sigh.
“You’re not one of those guys who flirts with every breath he takes.It’s a deliberate thing with you, and ...”She trailed off with an awkward grimace.“It wasn’t my imagination, right?”
“No,” he admitted.
Her brow furrowed.“So then, what changed?You met the siren and just lost interest in me?”
The siren.There was something depersonalizing in the way she spoke those words.It rubbed him up the wrong way.“MeetingNaomichanged things, yes.”
Draya’s expression cooled.“And you couldn’t have told me that?Couldn’t have sat me down and explained that despite all the flirting that previously went on, nothing was going to happen between us?”
Luka bristled, as did his demons.She spoke as though he owed her something.Not once when a woman had flirted with him had he felt that she was then obligated to follow through on it in some way.That line of thinking was pure bullshit.
“You showed some interest in one of my bartenders when you first started working here,” he reminded her.“Then you withdrew it.Did he get on your case over that?”
She pressed her lips tight together.“No.”An almost indiscernible mumble.
“Would you have thought it fair or acceptable if he had?”
She looked away.“No.”
“No, because flirting doesn’t always mean someone has intentions to take it further, or that they have to,” he pointed out.
“It seemed like you meant to.”
Luka arched a brow.“Why?Did I say something in particular that made you think that?”Heknewhe hadn’t.
She opened and closed her mouth a few times before finally answering.“You didn’t, no.”
“Did I put out a warning to others that you weren’t to be touched?”
“No.”
“Did I do anything to give you a solid indication that my intention was to make a move on you?”
She heaved an annoyed sigh.“No, it was just a feeling I got.”And she seemed to believe that that “feeling” was all that counted.
“We can both agree that I didn’t lead you on with false promises, then?”
“Yes,” she replied, her voice tart.“But when we talked, there was something there.A connection.”
Those words had him doing an internal double-take.“A connection?”
“You felt it,” she insisted.“We both did.”
