“What?”
“Where am I Mondays?”
“The garage. Usually until well after they close. The club would meet up with you every few weeks and you guys would go somewhere… I didn’t want to know where. It would just ease me to see you.”
We lie for a moment as he just looks at me and I can read what he’s thinking in his eyes, only I’m not sure if I’m ready to hear it. Maybe he can sense it because it looks from me and nods his head towards the door, and I know we’re both thinking that we should get back, leave this room before I concede to my desire to him and not care about anything else. And Zane puts me in that mindset with ease every time.
Walking out of the room, I can hear the music playing before we even reach the main room.
“Isn’t this kind of sketchy?”
“What cause we’re in an old abandoned mine?”
“Yeah, and you and I know that they have a tendency to cave in.”
He just smirks at me as I mention the first night we met.
“Nah. It we reinforced it years ago. And every few years we come out and make sure it’s all good.”
Wrapping his arm around me, we make our way into the party. As soon as we breach the threshold, I notice some of the club girls’ heads turning, looking at me. I’m sure they have all heard the gossip, although most of them have slight pity in their eyes.
Zane walks over, getting us both something to drink as I move to the side, leaning against the wall.
“Hey.” I hear a voice that I don’t really recognize say to me. Once I look over, I smile at the hostess from the restaurant that saw us walking out of the bathroom months ago. “I’m Slee. I think we met a while back.”
“Yeah.” I nod my head as she looks down, sighing.
“Sorry.” She’s looking at my stomach as I shift uncomfortably. “I heard that’s the only thing that sucks about around here. The girls can talk a lot. And they talk a lot about you in particular.”
“What? Why? I haven’t even been here.”
“They’re jealous. All the club girls know about you. They’ve heard your name mentioned and seen him react to it. And many of them would bring blood to get that from him. You may want to go stake your claim on him, so that stops happening.” She nods her head across the room. I watch as a few girls walk up to him, saying something to him, but his eyes find me before he responds. Watching his mouth move as he says something, causing their faces to contort. “Or not. Damn.” She whispers, shaking her head. “I’m glad you’re here, though.”
“You don’t even know me.” I can’t help but laugh as I turn, looking at her.
“No, I don’t, but no one deserves that, especially after what he did. Plus, it makes my job easier when the boss is happy.”
But just like the first time we met, I can’t quite make out what she’s saying, because all I can feel is Zane’s eyes still staring at me. He smirks before he motions with his fingers for me to come over.
Every time Tatum follows a command I give her, it makes me so goddamn hard, but I know I’m still stuck on what happened back in my room. And when she fucking admitted to me she had been watching me.
I know that any sane person would find that concerning, but given our situation and who we are as people, as a couple, I fucking love it. And just being able to think about us as a couple brings something coming across me.
My eyes follow her as she walks across the room until she’s standing in front of me and I’m handing her a glass.
“Thanks.” She whispers, raising to her lips, lips that were just wrapped around me, and she gulps a large sip.
“I’d do everything for you.”
She stares at me almost in disbelief
“What?”
“You’re a complete contradiction.”
It makes me laugh out loud. “How’s that?”
“You have this really rough exterior, more so now than when I met you, but it was still there then. You keep everyone out.”
