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That wasn’t how I saw him at all, especially with the way he stood up to me. But I wasn’t going to admit that. Not when I was doing everything in my power to make him stop looking at me with eyes full of fire and arousal. His anger barely masked the fact that he would immediately jump into bed with me if I dragged him upstairs right now.
“Your words, not mine.”
“Unbelievable. So this morning, that meant nothing to you?”
“I mean, it was good.” I shrugged, needing him to get the hell away from me before I did something seriously stupid. “You’re a good fuck.”
Gavin’s palm came up and landed hard on my cheek before I could duck out of the way. The loud cracking sound was the complete opposite to the sounds I’d wrung from him this morning, but no less deserving, as a look of shock crossed his face.
“Oh my God,” he muttered, snatching his hand back. “I… I hit you.”
I worked my jaw, rubbing my hand over the hot mark his palm had left on my cheek. “I probably deserved it.”
“You definitely deserved it.”
My lips twitched at his fiery comeback, and Gavin took a step back.
“I don’t know why you feel like you can’t let anyone in. Why you can’t let anyone close. All I wanted was dinner.”
“No, you didn’t.” I let out a sigh and ran a hand through my hair, turning back to the dartboard.
“So that’s it?”
I glanced over my shoulder to see Gavin clutching his bag to his chest, his wide eyes pleading with me to change my mind. But it wasn’t going to happen. I was all wrong for him—couldn’t he see that? He’d just slapped me across the face, for fuck’s sake. Why in the hell would he want anything more to do with me?
“Unless you want to go another round upstairs? Or in the restrooms here? The stalls are big enough for a fu?—”
“Yeah, no.” Gavin licked at his lips, swallowing down the disgust he no doubt felt at knowing he’d let someone like me touch him. “I’m good.”
I bet he was. He was finally realizing what I’d done just now was best for both of us. Once was a mistake; twice was a habit. So if he could just turn around and walk away, we could chalk this up to a hot mistake, and leave it at that.
“I’m going to head upstairs.”
I gave a clipped nod and turned back to the dartboard, and as I heard his footsteps fade into the distance, I stared at the bull’s-eye, picturedmyfucked-up face, and let the dart fly—and what do you know, I hit that bastard dead center.
TWENTY-SIX
gavin
THE OBNOXIOUS SOUND of wolf whistles and hollering assaulted my ears the next morning as I trudged out the front door of the Towers, trailing Daire, who for once in his life had decided to be on time.
If it’d been up to me, I would’ve been climbing into the site of my biggest mistake on my own. As it was, I was making the walk of shame with the ass that had ruined this small luxury we had. Now, instead of enjoying a Sprinter ride across town, I would forever regret the moment I’d lost all my brain cells and let Daire fuck me in it.
Ugh. I was so stupid to think that I’d somehow managed to crack through the tough exterior that Daire presented to the world because I’d let him inside of me. I thought we’d shared a moment yesterday, that we’d finally gotten past the surly grunts and silent scowls. But as we approached the group of morons gathered outside the Sprinter, it was crystal clear that the scowl was here to stay.
“Would you look at that? Daire is on time.” West chuckled. “Guess he just needed incentive to getupin the morning.”
Oh God, this was worse than I’d thought. Sooo much worse. I’d figured the guys would give us shit for hooking up afterDonovan finally told them what went down. But after Daire’s blunt dismissal of me last night, this ribbing stung all the more.
The only saving grace? Donovan wasn’t here. He had an early photoshoot in Brooklyn, and I’d never been more thankful in my life.
“Maybe he just needed to clear his…head.” Travis snorted at his stupid joke. “You know, blow his load? Clear the pipes? So he could remember how to use his brain and tell the time.”
“That why yours isn’t workin’?” Daire fired back. “Little hard up over there?”
“Ain’t nothing little about it. And why are you so touchy? I figured you be scaring us all by smiling this morning.”
“Fuck off.” Daire shoved past him and climbed into the Sprinter, leaving the rest of the guys staring after him, slack-jawed.
