Ivan
"Dean? Have you seen Luke?" I walk up to the Alpha, seeing him by the stairs.
"Yeah, he went to the John." He shrugs, turning away from the dancefloor. "He'll be right back."
"Great," Nodding, I stand with him, trying to act approachable.
Glancing at the stairs, I watch for Nefra to come up. The quicker she finished saying goodbye, the faster I could get her to the house and into our bedroom. I couldn't wait to test how quiet she could be. Considering how she'd spent tonight teasing me, it was more than fair. The way she danced, the dress, and how it clung to her body? She knew what it did to me.
What was taking her so long?
"What's wrong?" Dean crosses his arms, leaning against a table.
"Waiting on my mate. She was saying bye to her friends." I scowl, wondering if I should go back down and get her. Katie could get chatty.