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Going out there right now would not only make him look like a crazed asshole but also scare the shit out of Gillian. He didn’t want that.
I either need to man the fuck up and tell her how I feel, or I need to back off and let her live her life.
“Fuck.” He scrubbed his hand over his face and didn’t know what in the hell was wrong with him. He’d never been this type of person, not until the shit with Brian and his feelings for Gillian rose up.
Now he was like some fucking animal trying to stake a claim on something that wasn’t his.
No, she is mine. She’ll always be mine.
He looked at them again, could see Gillian’s mouth moving as she spoke, and then watched the man say something in return. Scrubbing his hand over his face again, David tried to rein in the violent motherfucker he had housed inside of him, the one who didn’t even want Gillian speaking to another man.
David watched the asshole slowly lean in and kiss Gillian. And then, like someone unlocked the gate in which the beast inside of him was caged, David saw red, couldn’t even think straight anymore.
Before he knew what was happening, as if his body had a mind of its own, he found himself out of his car and striding toward where Gillian stood.
Gillian had her hands on the man’s chest, pushing him away. But the bastard leaned in again, pinning her to the car.
He whispered something in her ear, something David couldn’t hear, but it wouldn’t have mattered anyway because all he saw was red. All he heard was the deep, animalistic sound coming from the violent, possessive motherfucker deep inside of him.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion as he watched Gillian push the man away gently. She then turned her head, clearly hearing David approach. The man did the same, looking at David with confusion on his face.
David was in front of the man a second later, slamming his fist into the side of his face and feeling predatory and pleased when the fucker fell on his ass. Sound rushed through his ears, and he heard Gillian shouting at him, pushing at him.
“Oh my God. David, what in the hell are you doing?” He didn’t answer. “David?” Gillian shouted again and rushed over to the man on the ground. She started saying something to him, but all David could focus on was the blood that trickled out of Gillian’s date’s nose.
She helped him off the ground, but David kept flexing and relaxing his hands, wanting to hit the asshole harder but refraining because of the clear shock on Gillian’s face. She turned and faced him.
“David, what are you doing?” Her eyes were wide, her voice strained. She started looking around the parking lot. “Where in the hell did you come from, and why are you even here?” Her eyes were wide now, her voice getting higher, more frantic.
I scared her, motherfucker.
He ran his hand over his mouth as he looked at her, knowing he’d fucked up but unable to help himself. He took a step back.
“David?” She said his name a little more softly this time.
He shook his head while he looked at her, and when he glanced at the man who was now standing, he narrowed his eyes. “Keep your fucking hands off of her.” He then turned and headed back to his car. Once in the driver’s seat, he could see Gillian staring at him.
She wiped her cheek, and he cursed at himself that he’d made her cry, had scared the hell out of her.
I don’t deserve her.
He didn’t. But he knew he couldn’t stay away from her.
Gillian was his.
Chapter
Eleven
David slammed the front door shut, breathed in and out, and felt the last bit of sanity leaving him. He took off his jacket and tossed it aside, did the same with his shirt, his belt, and finally his pants until he was only in his boxers.
He paced the room a few times, breathing heavily, needing some aggression to get this angry energy out of him. He heard his cell going off again, and he knew it was Gillian calling. She’d called him three times as he drove to his place.
He wanted to talk to her, to try to explain why he’d acted the way he did, but he’d scared her enough already tonight.
Telling her that I am so in love with her that I can’t stand to have her touched by another man, that I am so obsessed with her that I’d kill to make sure she was safe, probably wouldn’t go over well.
When his cell went quiet but started ringing again, he grabbed his pants off the floor and fished his phone out of the pocket. He stared at the screen, saw Gillian’s phone number, and curled his fingers tightly around the phone until it creaked in his grasp.
