Page 172 of Irresistible Rogue


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He hadn’t even looked at me. And I was so upset, maybe about that the most. This whole night started out so fun, in theory, and then just spiraled out of control.

“Well. I guess our first date went well.”

He started up the car. “You asked me to bring you here.”

“So it’s all my fault?” I was so hurt by that, I didn’t even know what to do. “Take me home. Please. I don’t want to be here anymore.”

“No. It’s not your fault.” He raked a hand over his face. His knuckles were bloody. “I shouldn’t have said that. You’re in my care and I lost control of myself. That was all my fault. I screwed up. I’m sorry.”

“Yes, I asked you to bring me here. Because I was curious,” I said, frustrated. “But I didn’t ask you to ditch me to talk to a bunch of other women instead, Shane.”

Finally, he looked at me. And yeah, he looked pissed. He did also look sorry. “I didn’t ditch you. How do you think I found you? I was looking for you.”

“What was I supposed to do? Just stand there by myself while you talked to them?”

“And what wasIsupposed to do? They came over to me. Short of telling them to fuck right off, I can’t really keep people from talking to me at a bar.”

“Are you kidding me? You’re a Dom, right? You’re the one in control. You could’ve walked away. But you didn’t because you liked their attention. Or maybe you just likedthem.”

His jaw flexed as he ground his teeth. “Jolie,” he warned. But I wasn’t in the mood to play good little girl for him right now. I was way too mad and upset for that.

“You sure didn’t hesitate for a second to tell that guy whose face you attacked to fuck right off,” I pressed.

“He was touching you,” he growled. “He had a visible hard-on.”

Did he?Ugh.

“So that’s my fault, too?”

“It’s not your fault.”

“So let’s review. Women who pay attention to you get your attention, and guys who pay attention to me get their face broken.”

The muscle along his jaw danced angrily. “You shouldn’t have gone in that room without me.”

“I didn’t know.”

“I told you to come right back.”

“Maybe I would have if you weren’t so busy entertaining three other women.”

“So you thought it was okay to play Little Miss Riding Crop with that guy?”

“That girl, Raven, invited me in and gave me the crop!”

“Well, she isn’t me.”

“I didn’t know it was against your rules. Maybe if you told me what they were.”

“I told you, Jolie.” He leveled me with his wolf eyes. “There’s only one rule you need to know tonight.You’re mine.”

“No. I’m not.”

He shifted the car aggressively into gear. “In there, you are.”

As we rolled down the drive, I gestured at the road ahead. “Yeah, and what am I out there? Your obedient little girl, whenever you want me to be.” I sounded like I was fucking pouting again, and I hated it. “And what are you to me?Nothing.”

I meant that he wasn’tmine. For all I knew, every time we were apart he was fucking women from that club.

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