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"Uh, actually. I think we’re doing okay in that department." She replies, laughing at the guy's ridiculous pickup line. Talk about a swing and a miss.
"Well then could we just buy you girls a drink, we don't want to be the ones being weird." Mr Douchebag speaks again, moving in a little closer than necessary.
"You always let your friend speak for you?" I ask the man standing in front of me. The alcohol in my veins making me bolder.
"Most of the time. I'm not a big speaking person. I like to rely on actions." He grabs my arms and suddenly the smile I was wearing on my face drops off. He's a bit more aggressive than I like. There’s a way to be forward and there's a way to be a fucking creep. That's precisely what he's doing right now. "Come have a drink with us." He says getting close to my ear.
I push him away, or try to at least.
"How about you get your hands off me. I'm not interested." I say letting him know right away that whatever he thinks is going to happen isn't.
"Nah honey. I don't think you mean that. In fact i think you were just going to invite us over there to sit with you, and maybe we'd have us a little night cap before you took us home." The handsome man says, and I wretch my arm out of his grasp.
Back off." I bark out loudly, but that does nothing but get him and his friends to step closer in my space.
"Come on. We're just trying to have a little fun with the two of you." The bald one say taking a step to the side keeping Rowen and me in between him and his friend. I look over his shoulder and then over the other man's to try and find the nearest security guard. With so many people here and outside I can't find any of them. I square my shoulders ready to fight this asshole if I have to but before I can even get my hand into a tight enough fist a big man steps right in front of me.
"She said back the fuck off."
"Trey!" I squeak out. I didn't even know he was here.
"Why don't you go find your own tail, my man? These two are with us." The bald-headed man says.
"Nah, I don't fucking think these girls are with you. Furthermore, this one here is mine. Now, unless you want me to shove my fucking fist in your face, I'd suggest you back the fuck off right now.
"You stupid or something?" The bald man says now moving in, so he's behind Trey, pushing me and Rowan out of the way. "You do realize there are two of us and only one of you? If we wanted to fuck you up and take these two bitches-"
Before he could finish his sentence, Trey hauls back and punches him right in the jaw. . The bald man stumbles backwards, and the one with the curly hair tries to wrap Trey up in a headlock. Trey quickly slips out of that before he rams his elbow into the man's face to cause a stream of blood to pour from his nose, painting those pearly white teeth blood-red.
"Trey Stop!" I scream for him but back up, attempting to keep Rowen and any other bystander out of the way. When the security finally gets over here, Trey has already subdued the man with the curly hair and the bald man was trying to get away. I tell the security to get rid of those two guys and turn back to Rowen.
I see people behind her running around in a panic, with so many folks here it's likely to be a riot if we don't get it under control, "Shit I need to fix this."
"No, you need to go handle your man because he looks like he's about to blow up the world." She gestures with her head over my shoulder and when I look back, I see Trey glaring at me, blood on his hands and shirt.
"Fuck."
"Yeah. You go, I got this."
"Are you sure?"
"Yeah, go. You act like I've never seen a bar fight before. I'll make sure the security gets these bozos out of here." She sneers down at the men on the floor.
"Okay, thanks!" I tell her and give her a quick squeeze before I walk over to Trey.
I can barely get close to him before he grabs hold of my arm and is pulling me out of the club.
"Trey calm down. It's over now. Please calm down." I try my hardest to keep myself under control simply because I'm not used to anyone manhandling me like this. I know he's upset, but it's not like I've done anything for him to be upset with me about. I was only dancing with my best friend.
Instead of walking down the block toward my car like I think we're going to, he pulls me in the direction of his car.
"My car is over there, Trey."
"I know." He snaps, but continues to open the door to his car. I get in, and he gets behind the wheel. He's deathly quiet as we drive toward the back half of town. It's not familiar to me since I don't really have much business out here. There's a small shotgun style house at the end of one of the blocks that he leads me to. When he pulls out his keys and lets me in, I realize that this is his house. A home I've never been to. Before I can ask him any questions, he has me pinned up against the door and is tearing at my clothing.
His hands rough and commanding and his mouth consuming all I am down to my soul with a blistering kiss
"Trey... wait... oh god." I say when he lifts me up with one hand and my legs go around his waist. Once my shirt is off, he grabs hold of my bra and yanks at the cups. The flimsy lace material rips straight off, and I gasp in shock. I've never seen him lose control like this and even though I'm so turned on by the sheer brutality of it, Something deep in my gut is telling me that tonight isn't going to end the way I want it to. Something has changed. That magic bubble that we've been in for the past few months is about to burst.
