Find me in your labyrinth (Stella and Jonathan) novel Chapter 3439

Carson turned his head, his predatory gaze locking onto Marina's retreating figure. He narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Excuse me for a moment," he told the woman. "Enjoy your drink."

He stood up and sauntered effortlessly toward Marina's booth.

As he got closer, he could hear her friends giving her a hard time. "Are you kidding me? You couldn't even get a fake number?"

"Marina, chickening out is so unlike you!"

Marina laughed awkwardly. "Can I just take the penalty? Tell me how many shots, I won't negotiate!"

Carson stepped up to the booth and slid right into the seat next to Marina, casually snatching the fresh drink out of her hand. Under the dim, sultry club lighting, his striking features looked even more devastatingly handsome. "The beautiful lady wanted my number?"

The alcohol buzzing in Marina's system suddenly hit hard. She stared at his face, completely dumbfounded.

Summer and Trixie were equally paralyzed. They stared at the gorgeous man, practically drooling. He had looked incredible from a distance, but up close, his sheer magnetism was overwhelming.

Especially his eyes—dark, deep, and perfectly shaped. Just one look felt like being pulled into a dangerous undertow.

Carson didn't wait for permission. He smoothly plucked Marina's phone from her hand and typed in his digits, his voice a low, smooth baritone. "My private number. It's on twenty-four seven. You can find me anytime."

Summer let out a breathless gasp before clamping a hand over her mouth. Realizing she was staring, she quickly turned to Trixie and started rambling about something random to break the tension.

As Carson handed the phone back, he leaned in, his lips brushing dangerously close to Marina's ear. "Why did you run when you saw me?" he murmured.

Marina bit her lip. He was right—why did she run? If anyone should feel guilty about getting caught at a club, it shouldn't be her!

Carson leaned back, his eyes dancing with amusement as he looked at the other two women. "Playing Truth or Dare? Count me in."

Summer instantly tensed up. She hadn't actually expected to wrangle a guy this hot to play with them. They loved to talk a big game, but when confronted with actual male perfection, they clammed up like awkward teenagers.

Marina glared at Carson, dropping her voice. "Your girlfriend is still waiting for you. It's completely inappropriate for you to be over here playing games with us."

"Sure! Let's all play!" Trixie chirped eagerly, completely oblivious to the tension.

Carson flagged down a waiter for a set of dice.

Marina knew exactly how good he was at this game. She cursed him internally for preying on innocent girls. Yet, surprisingly, he lost the very first round.

Carson took his penalty shot without a single complaint.

Summer and Trixie were practically vibrating with excitement, the vibe of the night skyrocketing.

For the next hour, Summer and Trixie lost constantly, but Carson kept his dares charmingly mild and entirely appropriate.

Whenever Carson occasionally lost, he took his shots and even hummed a penalty song without hesitation.

But from start to finish, Marina didn't lose a single round. Even Trixie was amazed at her sudden streak of flawless luck.