His Mission (HIS SERIES Book 1) by SAKINA HUSSAIN (each kindness read aloud TXT) 📗

"Do you want my jacket?" He asks, glancing at his watch for the millionth time.

"No thanks T, god knows where Trish has gotten to." I grumble, wrapping my arms around my chest. She promised she wouldn't be late but half an hour later and still no sign of her blonde hair. I roll my eyes and pull my phone out of the black clutch bag I'm taking with me.

I'm just about to ring her when her car turns the street corner, hurtling towards us. She screeches to a halt and I stand back, my eyebrows raised at her dangerous driving. Her window roll down and she widens her eyes at both of us stood there shivering, almost dying of hypothermia.

"Guys, I am so sorry I'm late!" She apologises and I grumble a response, opening her car door and taking a seat in the back. I sigh in relief from the warmth in her car and rub my hands together, blowing warm air into them.

Tobias walks around and opens the door before settling in beside me. He raises his brow at the rubbish littering Trish's car floor and I give him an apologetic look.

"Sorry," I mouth, grimacing at all the open food packages she had littering the floor and seats. The entire car is a health hazard. Tobias chuckles quietly under his breath and I grin back at him —

"Let's party! I'm so ready to get wasted," Trish squeals, speeding off down the road. I grip onto the seat in front of me and turn my head towards Tobias, my eyes dramatically widening in fear.

"If we don't die first. . . " I whisper an he holds back a laugh, pulling his seatbelt over before motioning for me to do the same.

I guess in Trish's words . . . let’s go party!

The new club opening is proving to be very popular. Maybe it was all the free drinks they were handing out. . .

The place is packed from the door to the toilets within hours, the music bouncing off each wall loudly. People are dancing, laughing, grinding against each other and some are already drunk, leaning against tables for support.

"Typical club scene." I shout loudly in Trish's ear and she nods, grinning from ear to ear. The music blares loudly, the beats filling the whole place. I can barely hear myself think and I wonder over to Tobias in the corner who's chatting to a few people I don't recognise.

"Hey Tobias!" I yell loudly so I can be heard over the music. He smiles at me and turns towards his friends —

"Guys this is Emily," he introduces me and I smile warmly at them getting three warm smiles back. The first boy appears very laid back, he's dark haired with large brown eyes and tanned skin. The second boy is insanely tall and has to lean down to join in the conversation. He has small blue eyes and spiky blonde hair that sticks up in every direction. The last is a girl with jet black hair that reaches her waist, heavy eye makeup and a black dress with distressed tights. I glance at her boots that are covered in metal spikes and grin at her —

"I love your outfit!"

She beams at me before leaning forward.

"Thanks! Do you want a drink?"

I nod at her and we both head for the bar.

"I'm India," she introduces herself and I lean closer to her so she can hear me over the music which thankfully has quietened down on this side of the club.

"I love the name India, it's so unique."

She nods in response, "It was either that or Jenny..." she grimaces and I giggle at her.

"You definitely do not suit Jenny," I respond, giving my order to the bartender. Within seconds, I'm holding a cocktail and my eyebrows raise in surprise at the quick service.

"This place is pretty dope, don't you think?" I ask and she nods enthusiastically, her hair flying everywhere.

"I've literally been waiting forever for it to open, the cocktails here are off the hook!" She says, downing her drink and ordering a second one. I take a small sip of my drink and have to agree with her, the cocktails taste amazing.

I make my way back over to Tobias with my new favourite drink in my hand. "Do you like the place?" I ask him and he looks around, nodding his head.

"It's alright, beats sitting in my room all night."

I stand next to him and nibble on my bottom lip, looking around at everyone else who was dancing to the music.

"Want to dance?" I ask sheepishly and he grins back at me, brown eyes sparkling.

"I thought you'd never ask."

I chuckle at him and make my way towards the bodies of dancing (slightly) drunken crowd. I begin moving to the music, nodding my head along to the beats. My other hand grips onto my drink and I think of Jake, what he's probably doing in this very moment.

"Where's Jake?" Tobias asks on cue, leaning into my ear so I could hear him. His scent lingers around me, he smells like dark musk and soap.

I shrug, leaning back and taking a large gulp of my drink. A small pang of hurt settles in my chest knowing he had blown off our first night together in days for his fourth night breaking the law.

"Is he at work?" Tobias asks me, not dropping the subject and I nod quickly, downing my drink and heading for another one. I can feel my head tingling with a slight buzz from the alcohol and I like it, ordering the same drink over again. Tobias leans on the bar next to me, turning his face in my direction.

"Are you okay?" He asks and I swallow the lump in my throat, feeling tears brim my eyes. I blink them