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“Something tells me I’m exactly what you need.” I shake my head at him, denying anything he claims even if I’m curious as fuck to know what makes this man tick. There’s no way I’m crawling around on all fours for anyone.
“Hi my love.” Carli answers her ringing phone. “Yeah tell the driver to take us to Club Chaos tonight. He can just wait for us there if that’s okay.” Mr. Darkness’ eyebrow twitches, he’s no doubt taken note of what she’s just said.
I finally snap out of it and point my finger in his face. Mouthing “no” at him only makes him smile an even sexier grin and now I’m regretting ever allowing him into this tiny room. “Looks like I’ll see you tonight.” His breath breezes past my face. “And you’re right, I like nothing on my women.” He pulls away before he continues. “Unless we’re in public.”
My sister is still talking in the background, keeping her oblivious to the continued whispers going on in the room next to her.
“Not happening. Sorry, I have a boyfriend.” He stands stiff, his entire demeanor changing quickly.
“I don’t care what you have. I always get what I want,” he pauses for added dramatic effect. “I’ll see you tonight.” Then he leaves me to absorb the turmoil he has just caused though out my entire body.
I don’t care what you have. I always get what I want. His threats singe my insides and make me doubt everything I allowed to happen today. I should’ve never agreed to going out in public with my sister tonight, let alone shopping today. This is all fucked up. Now I just have to decide if he’s a better option for tonight… or if I torture myself pretending to enjoy my sister’s friends and their prim and proper ways.
When I hear Carli step out of her dressing room, I follow her to the register. With a quick glance around the store, I don’t see Mr. Darkness anywhere. Which is very fortunate, because I’m not sure I can handle dealing with anymore weird shit today.
She spends entirely too much money in the lingerie store before we make our way back to our cars. I’m standing next to mine when she yells back at me. “Meet you at Micah’s.” I nod and slide into my driver’s seat, exhaling that all of that is finally over. Micah’s is a sport’s bar… and my will hopefully be the saving grace from the insanity of this day.
I’m backing out of my spot when I notice my sister pulling out of the parking lot. A man in a suit is walking straight toward my car, forcing me to come to a stop or run him over. Of course, it’s Mr. Darkness. He’s alone this time.
“What the hell is wrong with you?” I roll down my window just enough for him to hear me. He spreads his hands out over my hood when I come to a complete stop.
“Just wanted to make sure you got to your car okay.”
“Yeah. Other than this one guy that keeps bothering me.” He stands straight up, messing with his cuffs again. Why is that so damn sexy?
“Let me know if he’s too much, I’ll put him in his place.” He walks slowly toward my door and I fight the decision to drive off and leave him standing in my dust versus getting out and climbing his body right here in daylight for everyone to see.
“You’re going to make me late.” I pretend to be put off by him stopping me, still not sure if I am or not.
“I promise to make it up to you. Let me call you sometime.”
“I don’t even know you.”
“Talking would help with that.”
“Yeah, I’m not sure this is such a good idea.” He won’t leave me alone as it is, I’m not sure I want this guy having a way to get in touch with me. I’m already worried how tonight will go now that he knows where we’ll be.
He reaches inside his pocket and slides a cell phone through the slightly opened window. “Here. I’ll give you my phone and if it rings, you promise me you’ll answer it.”
“What? I don’t want to take all of your calls.”
He starts to walk away, before he yells back. “It’ll be me if it rings. Just answer it.” Can this day get any weirder? I toss it in the passenger seat and let the car roll forward. I catch him watching me drive off, running his hands through his perfect hair, which tells me he’s frustrated. Good. This guy is too much. He needs to know not everyone will drop it all to do what he says.
Something tells me I haven’t seen the last of Mr. Darkness. My chest feels heavy as I try to anticipate what he’ll do next, that’s not a good scenario for someone with anxiety and frequent panic attacks.
