“Beckham, what are you doing?” I said, practically out of breath.
He grabbed my hand in his again and gazed down at me. Even at my height, he still managed to make me feel small under his intense gaze.
“What does it look like, Flower? I’m cherishing you,” he muttered as if that explained why I was being walked over to his car, why he helped me sit and placed my seatbelt on me before kissing my forehead. When he went over to the driver’s seat, I gulped softly as he placed the key in the ignition and his hand on my thigh.
Before driving off, I muttered, “Beckham… do you think we could keep our hands to ourselves… for the day?”Otherwise, I would be right back where we were last night.
His jaw ticked for a moment, and he removed his hand from my thigh, which immediately felt cold at the loss of his touch. I ignored it, however, as he drove to our first stop so I could get a bit of shopping done.
Once we’d arrived, he stepped out and opened the car door for me as I was pulling my seatbelt off. After stepping out, I felt his hand on my lower back as he guided me into the store.
“Beckham,” I said as I cautiously looked up at him, wondering what happened to my suggestion of keeping our hands to ourselves.
“Consider it a friendly gesture,” he muttered.
I sighed as I grabbed a cart, no longer in the mood to question him or his intentions.
For the next hour, he simply walked behind me, watching me shop for necessities and also a few non-necessities. He didn’t seem bored or tired with me either. He even seemed a bit interested in the things I would pick up.
When we were at the register, the cashier finished bagging, and as I fumbled in my purse, searching for my card, I felt Beckham hover over me as his chest met my back. One of his arms wrapped around my waist, and I blushed heavily as he tapped his black card on the card terminal.
The cashier looked at us and smiled. “What a lovely couple you two are.” She beamed.
I thought about correcting her, however, I remained silent as Beckham’s palm flattened over my stomach. Like the smug bastard he was, he push his hips into my ass, the imprint in his jeans pressing into me. A small blush came to my face as he remained calm.
“Thank you, ma’am,” he said nonchalantly.
I just gave her a grin as I pulled away from his poisonous hold that had me weak in the knees. Spending the day with him while Gavin was somewhere doing who knows what with his lawyer buddies and my loan shark was not going well for me.
Before I could grab the cart, he pushed it with one hand and placed his other one around my waist. As I walked out with him, I crossed my arms angrily as my blush ceased to leave my face.
“Beckham, stop it.”
He lifted an eyebrow as he opened his trunk with the key and placed the bags in the back without my assistance.
“Stop what, Flower?” he asked, feigning innocence.
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Just stop! You know what you’re doing!” I seethed, trying not to be loud.
He smiled another one of his signature smiles.Knowing Beckham, I never truly trusted him when he did smile.
“I’m just being friendly, Flower. I didn’t want to ruin the older woman’s vision of us… and I only paid to be nice once again.”
He closed the trunk, and I bit my lip as he looked over at me.I didn’t trust him. Not when his smile said, “I’m only here to help,” and his eyes said, “I want to bend you over the hood of the car.”
Beckham was absolutely dangerous. He could get me to do anything he wanted… anytime at that. I was practically at his mercy due to the blackmail he had on me.
“What is it that you think you’re going to accomplish? Why are you prying after a married woman?” I whispered accusingly, as if I wasn’t the one who obeyed his every wish while feebly trying to remain faithful to Gavin.
“Oh, Flower… there’s a lot I can accomplish with you, but that’s simply for me to know and you to find out,” he muttered, walking over to the passenger side before he opened the door for me.
I reluctantly walked over. “Are you trying to charm me into thinking you’re a good person? I know your intentions aren’t pure.”
He leaned down, his face no longer holding his sinister smile. His eyes, now filled with lust, captured mine, and I felt powerless under his intense gaze.
“As a matter of fact, I am…It seems like fucking you into thinking I was a bad person worked well enough.”
My eyes widened as he placed my seatbelt in place before closing the door, leaving me in utter shock.
