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“Well, here’s to starting over.” Bert raises his wine.

Clinking glasses with him, I take a sip and relax a little more. Maybe this date isn’t a total disaster. This could be the start of a great relationship, or even a friendship.

I think I like Bert. I’m not feeling that insane spark like I do for someone else, but perhaps that’s something that can grow.

“Would you like to see the dessert menu?” the waiter asks as he clears the table.

I look to Bert. “Sure, if you do,” he says.

“Sounds good. I’m just going to the restroom. Pick something with chocolate in it for me,” I tell him as I stand.

TEN

She’s on a fucking date. A real-life fucking date.

A part of me was hoping she was just saying shit to get to me. But here she is, sitting across from some fucker smiling and laughing. When she brings her glass of wine up to her mouth, I smirk with the knowledge my bracelet is still firmly clasped around her wrist. And when she stands and leaves the table for the second time, I take my shot.

Walking into the restaurant, I brush straight past the hostess and right up to the table where her date is seated. “Hi, mate. I’m sorry to do this to you but you won’t be leaving here with Dani tonight. My wife is struggling with her mental health and is not herself right now. I’m taking her home,” I tell him.

“Your wife?” His face visibly pales.

“Yes, she’s… not well,” I explain before picking up Dani’s coat and making my way to the restrooms. I enter the female bathroom, lean against the basin, and wait. It doesn’t take long before I hear the toilet flush and Dani opens the cubicle door.

She jumps when she sees me but recovers rather quickly. “Jesus, Alistair, what the hell are you doing in here?” she asks me.

“I came to take you home,” I tell her.

“Well, you shouldn’t have, because I’m fine. I’m having a great time,” she says, walking up to the basin. She pumps the soap from the dispenser and scrubs her hands under the running water.

“I guarantee you’ll have a much more enjoyable time with me,” I say.

“Maybe, but I’m not going home with you.” She walks past me and exits the bathroom.

I follow her down the corridor, taking hold of her hand and tugging her towards the exit door that I see on the left.

“What? Stop. Let me go,” she hisses under her breath.

“Not going to happen,” I say. I pull her out the door and push her up against the brick wall. Caging her in. “Tell me, little girl. Were you going to let him see what’s mine? Were you going to let him touch what belongs to me?”

“I’m not yours,” she says between gritted teeth.

“How sure are you about that? If I shove my fingers up your pussy now, will you be wet for me?”

“Maybe it was him who turned me on, not you,” she says.

“We both know that’s not true.” My hand trails up her bare thigh. I don’t stop. Reaching her panties, I dig my fingers underneath the thin fabric and head straight for her core. I shove in as deep as I can. “Fucking wetter than Niagara Falls, Dani.”

My lips skim across her neck. She tilts her head to the side, granting me better access. There’s a thud as her clutch falls to the ground and her arms wrap around my neck.

“Oh god! Please,” she moans as my fingers fuck her.

“Please what?”

“Please make me come, sir. I need it,” she says.

I smile into her neck. “I know you do.” I rip my fingers free, causing her to whimper. Then I spin her around and place both of her hands on the wall. “Keep them there,” I tell her.

I push her dress up over her hips. I flick the button and pull the zip down on my pants, releasing my cock before pushing her panties to the side. I line my cock up with her entrance and thrust into her.

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