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“It must have fallen locked when it closed on me. I had to climb the shelf to get these.” Dante studies me, cocking a brow, looking like he doesn’t believe a word I’m saying.
“I’ve been sitting here waiting for someone to realize I went missing.” I shove past him, heading toward the bar. Dante is at my heels, but stops when he notices Demi behind the bar. I look behind me and he’s stomping toward his office now.
I look back at the new girl, wondering what the fuck that is about. I don’t have time to think further as I rush back.
“What happened to you?” Demi asks.
“I got locked in the storage room.”
She walks up to me and her hand touches my neck. I try to swat her away but she’s withdrawn before my hand reaches my neck.
“Did you have to wrestle a vacuum too?”
Before I have a chance to respond, she’s going back to her section to waitress.
“Fucking Max,” I grumble under my breath. Of course he would mark me. I’m off kilter the rest of the night. I keep thinking everyone is staring at my neck, wanting to ask questions, but I know these girls. If they thought the same thing too, there would be comments.
Ileaveforthenight, staying on my side of the street and refusing to make my way into the shadows where I know Max is lurking. I stay in the light as much as possible, and it takes three blocks before Max crosses to my side.
“I’m not talking to you right now,” I say sourly.
He chuckles, igniting my anger. “I’m sorry,” he apologizes, but his expression doesn’t match his face.
I stop and stare at him. “No, you’re not.” I keep walking.
“You’re right. But I am sorry you are angry. I got jealous. Dante was going on and on about how awesome you are and how you are the perfect plus one. I couldn’t help myself. I pride myself on control, and you are the only thing or person to have me unravel.”
“What would I say if Dante noticed the hickey on my neck? Or walked in when your fingers were in me. Throne of Sin is my place of work. That can’t happen again.”
“Dante has his head so far up his ass he would never notice. You’re going to start seeing me there more.” He grabs my hand, entwining our fingers, turning me into his body. “I’m going to have to start getting to know each of the girls that work there. I’m telling you up front because I don’t want you to get jealous when I have to flirt with them.”
He’s not turning this around on me. No way. “Do I flirt with Dante?”
“He doesn’t stop talking about you.”
“Answer my question, Max.” This time it’s me staring him down, but it doesn’t unnerve him like it does when he does it to me. His fingers brush a piece of hair behind my ear.
“You’re beautiful when you get angry.”
“Max,” I growl.
“He’s lucky Demi has come into his life, because I hate when he talks like he knows you better than me.”
“Whose fault is that?” I ask.
I watch his Adam’s apple bob as he fights to force his emotions away. This is the most real I’ve ever seen Max. My anger melts slightly seeing how hard he’s fighting to become emotionless but can’t.
“I will try to do better, until the day I can claim you as mine in front of everyone,” he concedes. He presses his lips to my forehead. “Please forgive me for becoming a caveman and only thinking with my cock?”
A small smile wants to tug at my lips but I force it down. Max needs to see how serious I am.
“Please,” he begs. A moment passes, because I don’t want to give in too easily. “If I have to fall to my knees, I’ll be forced to worship you on these streets for everyone to see.”
I playfully swat at his shoulder. “I forgive you. This time.”
He links our fingers together, as we continue the walk to my apartment.
Chapter 21: Sienna
