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Because it will come.
One thing I haven’t forgotten is that Dash hates being defied. And I have defied him.
Openly.
Daringly.
Fearlessly.
It brings a heady bolt of power in me while pissing him off immensely. It’s screaming from his wide stance and the slow rising of his chest. Except even angry, he’s controlled and calm, and his outwardly cool reaction ignites the opposite in me.
When he takes a small step, the soft lamp in the corner brings his handsome face to focus. He makes a deliberate show of sipping his drink while his lazy gaze travels over every surface of my body. I try to ignore it, but my skin reacts to his perusal and my lips part like he’s stolen all my air with only a single glance.
His lips tilt the longer I—strain to—stay still, locked in a battle of wills with him.
Each second that passes, the more confident he becomes.
Our gazes are in a silent challenge to see who breaks first.
Instead of backing down, I decide to poke—no,attack—the beast by leaning against Justin’s shoulder until no inch separates us. His arrogant smile falters when I bring Justin’s hand to the top of my naked thigh and rest it there. I smile victoriously when his eyes drift lower, breaking our stare-off.
I don’t scare easily, Dash,my eyes say with a lift of my chin when he looks up.
“Game time, beautiful,” Justin whispers in my ear right before Dash crosses the room to us in a flash.
I forgot momentarily how scary and intimidating he looks up close. His size always makes me feel small even though I’m not compared to other girls. His expression hardens into steel as he stares unflinchingly at his friend while completely ignoring me.
“What the fuck is she doing here?”
“I invited her,” replies Justin smoothly, unafraid.
A muscle clenches in Dash’s jaw and I’m offended at the blatant way he disregards me. Like I’m not standing right here.
“He doesn’t speak for me.” His face whips to mine and there’s no masking his emotions. The calm now wholly swallowed by the storm, while Justin’s arm is the only anchor keeping me steady.
“I’m going to deal with you in a minute,” he grits out in a hard voice. “Alone.”
My pussy clenches at the lowly spoken promise and threat, all rolled into one. I blame the betrayal of my body on the sensual and salacious vibe in the room and not because of the hulking man glaring down at me.
“You’re not my keeper, Dash.”
“Be glad. Because if I was, you’d be chained to my bed twenty-four seven. It’s the only thing stopping me from throwing you over my shoulder and stealing you away.”
I gulp when he says that loud enough for Justin to hear. He can’t mean it,right?
“Bianca isn’t going anywhere, Dash,” Justin warns, and I snap out of the trance Dash’s words put me in. “She’s my date, not yours.”
“She’s not even your type, you asshole.”
Ouch. I hide my wince by holding my chin high and step closer to Dash. I don’t shrink away from the full intensity of his undivided attention, and taunt, “I thought you never get jealous? Does this mean you lied?”
I smirk when he goes still and see Justin’s proud smile from the corner of my eye.
A cruel smile graces Dash’s mouth as he retorts, “Don’t assume I don’t know the game you’re playing, kitten. Throwing yourself at Justin won’t change my decision.”
“Let me help you see past your big ego since you’re obviously blind. I don’t need you,” I lie boldly. “And if I want to throw myself at Justin, there’s nothing you can do about it. News flash… You’re not the only man.”
Dash’s nostrils flare but he remains quiet while Justin steps in his path and demands challengingly, “Do you want her, Stern?”
