Page 4 of Pursuing Hartley


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My eyes pin to her ass at the same time as the weasel standing next to her does the same thing.

He spins back around and just stares out into the crowded bar and my eyes are on her drink like a hawk. I am assuming that this guy is bad news; he could be her boyfriend but even still.

I knock my drink back, slamming it down onto the bar then I move forward, and intentionally knock into her date, making him drop the drink to the floor and it smashes.

Oops.

“Ah, fuck man. I’m so sorry,” I hold my hands up and fight my smile.

“Watch where you’re going,” he shouts out after me as I leave him in the chaos and head to where Miss Madden disappeared.

Slipping down the dark, narrow hallway I see the restrooms. I pace for a moment and when she doesn’t come out, I push through the door to see the restroom empty. I was just about to leave when I see her stumble out of a cubicle and my heart thumps in my chest.

“Brody,” her eyes widen, and I don’t miss the way her breath stutters.

“HelloMiss Madden.”

“You shouldn’t be in here…”

“Why is that?” I run my fingers across my bottom lip feeling the need to keep my fingers busy.

“It’s the ladies.”

“Is that the only reason?” I ask, one of my brows lifting as I take a step towards her and let my eyes sweep over her hot as fucking sin body.

Her cheeks flush.

“Who is the jackass you’re with?” I close the gap between us and pin her against the wall, my fingers tracing over the inside of her wrists.

“Just a date.”

I smirk, running my tongue across my top lip as my eyes fall to her plump, parted lips.

It takes all the strength I have inside of me to step back from her, but not without slowly letting my greedy eyes roam over her again.

“I hope you’re not going to let yourjust a datefuck you tonight Miss Madden.”

“That’s none of your business Brody.”

I scoff a laugh, running my hand round the back of my head.

“We will see,” I wink.

“There is nothing to see, you’re ten years younger than me…”

“And I bet I’ll be the best fuck you ever have. I’ll see you tomorrow.”

“Will you?” her own brows raise now.

“Yes.”

And with that I turn, walking out the door as my cock rubs against the seam of my jeans.

ChapterThree

I stand outsidethe little picturesque cottage. I can’t stay away from her. Especially now I have seen her in the flesh I need to make sure she is okay; I need to see that she is alone because the thought of that douche from back at the bar being anywhere near her is making me insanely jealous.

I know this is crazy, but even if I wanted to, I couldn’t stop myself. Trying the front door, my brows sit high when the door opens with ease.

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