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As he gets closer, I can see the thunderstorm brewing in his eyes.
The frustrated set of his jaw.
The tightness of his shoulders.
When less than ten meters separate us, he stops. His tongue works the inside of his cheek angrily as his eyes scan down the entirety of my body. When he lifts his gaze slowly back up to meet mine, they’re so dark with desire that I almost throw in the towel right then and there and give in.
“You look fucking hot,” he growls, roughly.
His voice is thick with a combination of barely contained lust and months of sexual frustration. I think if I gave him a sign, he’d fuck me right here in public.
He walks up until he’s right in front of me. My eyes ping back and forth between his, my lungs working overtime to try to pull in enough oxygen.
Breaths expel haltingly from my lips as he takes a finger and drags it ever so slowly up my arm. It’s both lazy and seductive, frenzying and teasing. Our eyes track the movement wordlessly. His finger dances across my collarbone and up my throat until it’s joined by another under my chin. He tilts my jaw up towards him, forcing me to meet his territorial gaze.
“Did you let anyone touch you tonight?”
His question is like a bucket of ice water dropped over my head, pulling me from my momentary trance.
I shake my face out of his hold and step away.
“You don’t get to question me about my personal life. It no longer belongs to you. So, whoever I’m touching, kissing, or fucking is really none of your business.”
I grab Bellamy’s hand and pull her behind me as I head towards the front door. I expect Tristan to say something or follow me, but surprisingly he doesn’t. I can’t resist the lure of looking over my shoulder and getting one last peek at him.
He’s standing frozen where I left him. The tension that exudes from him is palpable and aggressive. His eyes narrow on me when he catches me watching him and an anticipatory shiver rolls down my spine.
I’ve seen that primal look in his eye before. I know I’ve pissed him off now and he won’t stop until he gets what he wants.
Later, I receive several texts from him.
Gary:Remember what happened the last time I chased you.
Gary:Remember how it ended.
Gary:Think about it because when I finally get you to forgive me, I’ll fuck you so hard in every one of your tight holes, it’ll make that night in the forest look like a beginner’s class.
Gary:Don’t push me.
Gary:Sleep tight, baby. Love you.
He’s certifiable.
And apparently so am I, given how wet my pussy gets reading his messages.
Given his very obvious obsessive tendencies, when the girls and I decide to go out again the following Saturday, I’m only partially surprised to see Tristan stroll into the VIP area less than thirty minutes after we arrive.
Chapter 48
Tristan
May.
“What the hell is he doing here?” Nera demands, pointing angrily at me and turning to look at Phoenix, Rhys, and Rogue seated right next to me. “Which one of you traitors snitched?”
Technically, it was Rhys. He’s the one who gave me the heads up that they were all going to Baroque tonight. But I would have found my way here without him.
Ever since Nera alluded to the fact that she would be moving on soon, I haven’t thought about much else. Nothing else, in fact, except figuring out how to make sure I don’t give her the opportunity to move on.
