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“Stass…” I look her over yet again, from her dark wavy hair, past her sweet face, down her slim body, and tiny waist and know without a doubt I’ll probably beat the fuck out of anyone that looks at her sideways. “I don’t think I trust myself not to lose it with you at a bar. I could barely control myself with that knucklehead Carter and now you want to dangle yourself in front of grown ass men?”
“I don’t want to dangle…I want to skulk off to a dark corner withyouand make out.” She raises her eyebrows up and down. “And maybe if it’s crowded enough we can dance.”
“With Seth at the same club?”
“Fine, we tell him we’re going to go and then we disappear to go fuck in the car. If he calls you to find out where we are, you say it was loud and I didn’t feel well so we are waiting in the car or something. But at least by then we would have fooled around.”
I cock my head to the side because the plan is actually pretty perfect. Not the making out in plain sight but the sneaking out for a quickie. We’d parked on a side street that never saw a bunch of traffic unless people were parking.
“Okay Plan B works.”
She claps her hands together and I can see the sparkle in her eye at having gotten her way. “Perfect.”
The walk to the bar is quick, which is perfect because it means the walk back to the car won’t be too long. Seth and Rachel seem to be hitting it off pretty well, and Dominic and I are a few steps behind them. Every once in a while our fingers brush against each other and I feel a rush of excitement move through me. Dominic and I haven’t been intimate in a week except for the rushed interaction earlier today and my body is dying to return to that place of intimacy. I lick my lips, my mouth suddenly dry as I think about his cock in my mouth just as I’d promised.
“The things I’m going to do with that tongue later.” He leans down and growls in my ear and I briefly look forward to make sure they’re still in their own world before turning back to Dominic.
“The same things I plan to do with yours?” I sass and he raises an eyebrow at me. Dominic looks insanely delicious tonight and I can’t wait to claim him later after watching women ogle him all night. I never really noticed all of the female attention Dominic receives. Or maybe I did, and it didn’t bother me. I’m not sure, but from our waitress to at least three women in the restaurant, Dominic Callahan did not go unnoticed. He is wearing black jeans and a white button up shirt with the sleeves rolled to his forearms, which is my favorite look on a man. I’m not sure if during one of our love drunk induced conversations in Charleston I’d mentioned it because he looked like Stassia Vale’s fantasy come to life.
Well, he had been a fantasy of mine once upon a time.
“I can feel you staring at me,” he mumbles and I laugh before turning forward again.
“You’re so fucking sexy it drives me crazy,” I tell him and his eyes meet mine as we continue walking down the semi-crowded street.
“You think I drive you crazy now, just wait until I get my tongue on your clit.” I almost choke at his words. Words he says so nonchalantly, like he hasn’t just set a fire between my legs.
“Oh my God.” I let out a shaky breath and try my best to continue walking effortlessly on the wedges I’d chosen. I glare at him slightly out of the corner of my eye and he seems quite pleased with himself. “Dick,” I mumble.
“You’ll get it soon, baby. Promise.”
Rachel is right, and I get in easily enough, especially once she tells her bouncer friend that I definitely won’t be drinking. He stamps my hand with a different stamp just to cover his bases I guess, and ushers me along without another word. Rachel is adamant that Dominic and I have to come to the table that her friends have reserved for the night, and while I wanted to sneak off to get my plan underway, I know I have to play it cool so as to not set off any red flags for Seth.
What I do not expect, however, is a very pretty brunette that is probably much closer to Dominic’s age and also not his very off-limits stepdaughter to be seated at the table. There is another woman there as well, but she seems to be preoccupied with one of the two men, and my guess is she’s not available. Or maybe this one has already called dibs on ‘Seth’s hot brother.’
Fuck.I did not think this through.
After introductions and a list of names I don’t even hear, I realize they are probably expecting us to sit down.
Luckily, it’s a half booth, and it seems like it will be difficult for us to all squeeze, so Dominic speaks up before anyone can suggest how to create more room. “I’ll get a bottle for the table, any suggestions?”
“Oh, I got it,” Seth interjects, probably trying to flex for Rachel. “Let’s go see what they have.” The three of us make our way towards the bar; thankfully, no one offers to come with us. “Dana seems pretty nice; you should talk to her.”
“Who’s Dana?” Dominic asks, and in this moment, even though I know he’s full of shit and does remember her name because he pays attention whenanyonespeaks, my heart flutters a bit in my chest.
“Rachel’s friend! Come on, dude. She’s really pretty and Rachel says she’s single, has a good job, no kids, she just bought a house…” he starts.
“I am not interested in anything like that right now. I told you.” He puts a hand up to stop him from continuing down his list.
Seth looks at me and then rolls his eyes before turning towards the bar. “Will you talk to him?”
“I mean, it’s not that unheard of for a widower to not be ready to jump back in after two months. And you’re describing her as someone to have a relationship with. If you were just trying to get him laid, you would have led with ‘fantastic head game’ or ‘yoga instructor’ or I don’t know ‘pierced nipples.’” I throw that last one in just for fun and Dominic’s eyes flash to mine and then to my chest.
“Okay fair.” Seth laughs as he raises his arm to wave down a bartender. “You could at least talk to her.”
“I’m not interested in entertaining someone while my stepdaughter watches. I’m good.” He tells him and I want to add,and the woman he’s banging!
Seth hands me a glass of water and sighs. “Oh my God, Stassi does not care!” He looks at me and I look up and then back at him.
