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“I have to talk to a few people. Can you look after Jessie for me?” Erin flutters her eyelashes.
Sean nods his head in agreement. “Of course. Anything for Shane.” He turns back to me and winks.
“Great. Thanks,” she says before she disappears in a waft of Chanel perfume.
“So, Jessie?” Sean says as he looks me over. “You and Shane Ryan?”
“Yes,” I stammer.
“Me and Shane go way back,” he smiles at me. “I’m glad to see he’s dumped that one.” He indicates his head toward Erin’s retreating back. “She has a stick so far up her arse, it’s a wonder she can sit down.”
I smile and stifle a laugh.
“And she’s a lawyer,” he says quietly behind his hand, pretending to hide what he’s saying. “Do you know what the difference is between a lawyer and God?”
“No,” I frown at him.
“God doesn’t think he’s a lawyer,” he winks at me and I can’t help laughing now. It’s a terrible joke, but that’s what makes it so funny.
I’m walking to the ladies’ room when a strong arm grabs me by the waist, pulling me into a dark corner and pressing me against the wall. I look up into Shane’s fierce glare. He leans down, his breath dancing over my neck and making me shiver. “If you don’t stop flirting with Sean O’Connor, I will take off my belt, along with your panties, and spank your ass in the middle of this room,” he growls.
“What?” I suck in a breath as I look into his eyes to determine whether he’s being serious or not. He glares back at me, his green eyes almost black as they smolder like the embers of a fire. “I wasn’t flirting with him.” I try to pull back from his grasp but that only makes him hold me tighter.
“You weren’t?” He narrows his eyes at me. “Because the two of you looked all kinds of friendly over there.”
“Exactly. Friendly. We were just talking. He is friendly,” I start to say but he cuts me off.
“So, he was flirting with you?”
“No,” I shake my head.
“Because if that’s case, I’m more than happy to walk you back over there and fuck you over his table if that’s what it takes to show everyone in this room who you belong to.”
“You wouldn’t,” I swallow.
“Watch me, Hacker. And I will take perverse satisfaction in making them watch while you come so hard that you scream my name.”
“You’re an asshole,” I hiss.
He leans closer to me, caging me in with his arms and pressing his groin into mine. “Yeah? But I’m your asshole, sweetheart. And you belong to me. So behave your fucking self.”
Despite my annoyance, I feel a familiar fluttering in my abdomen that always comes from being this close to Shane Ryan. But I refuse to accept that I have done anything wrong. “I was just talking,” I snap.
“No,” he takes my hand and pulls me forward so that we are no longer in the shadows. “That,” he points at Erin, who stands demurely with about two feet of space around her entire person, “is just talking.”
The tears prick at my eyes and I swallow the emotion that balls in my throat. Erin! How fucking dare he! I spin on my heel and glare at him, wishing I could make him feel some of the pain he just caused me. “No! That is having the personality of a fucking ice cube. But if she is the woman you’d rather I behaved like, why don’t you just go fuck her in front of all these people instead. Because I am going back to the hotel.”
“The fuck you are!” he hisses.
“So, you expect me to just stand in this room on my own and not smile or make eye contact with anyone? Is that it?”
“Just fucking behave, Jessie,” he snarls, but before I can respond we’re approached by an older couple.
“Are you not going to introduce us to your lovely lady, Shane?” the man says loudly while the woman I assume is his wife beams at the two of us.
Shane smiles as he slips an arm around my waist. “Of course, Jacob. This is Jessie,” he says with a warning glance and I force my best smile as I greet them.
They ask Shane about his brothers and listening to him talking about them makes me miss them so much, but after a few minutes someone else comes along and demands his attention. He leaves me talking to Jacob and his wife, Ruth, and I assume Shane’s twisted logic considers them safe for me to converse with.
