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“Get in the car,” he snarls and I do as he orders, rolling my eyes once his back is turned. Once inside the car, I scooch over onto the back seat, shrinking into the corner so I can sit as far away from him as possible. But when he climbs in after me, he follows me, sitting on the seat directly beside me. I bristle at his touch but he seems to take that as a signal to pull me up and onto his lap as he settles back into the seat.
“Shane!” I hiss as I wriggle from his grip, but he wraps his powerful arms around me and holds me in place.
“Stay!” he growls, as though I’m a puppy dog and not a person. I am about to tell him to go to hell when I notice Erin climbing into the car too and I press my lips together. The look of anguish on her face at seeing me wrapped in the arms of the man she still so clearly loves is obvious, if only for a fleeting moment, before she disguises it with an eye roll and a look of disgust.
There is no way I will give her the satisfaction of making a scene here in the car, so I reluctantly settle into Shane’s lap, leaning against his broad chest. Some of the tension slips from him as he hugs me tighter. He barks an order to the driver and then he sighs softly before he plants a soft kiss on my shoulder. It’s such a tender kiss that it almost makes me forget how mad I am at him.
Almost.
Chapter 8
Jessie
As I take off my make-up in the bathroom, I see Shane’s reflection in the mirror. He leans against the doorframe with his arms folded over his chest and his legs crossed at the ankles, wearing just his suit pants and looking as hot as hell, which is pretty fitting considering he is the devil’s own spawn.
I avoid making eye contact and he just stands there watching me until I’m done. I don’t want to leave this bathroom. I don’t want to have to walk past him, or ask him to move out of my way, because I am beyond pissed at him. I feel like taking a plane straight back to New York and crawling into bed with one of his brothers for a bear hug. I blink away the tears at the thought of Conor and the twins and how much I miss them, and wonder why the hell I agreed to come here with their asshole big brother.
“You going to speak to me at all tonight?” he snaps.
“No!”
“Because of what I did to some prick you barely know?” he growls.
I spin around. “You think I give a damn about that jackass?”
“Then what the fuck is wrong with you?” he snarls.
I glare at him. The fact that he doesn’t even realize why I’m so upset only makes me more annoyed with him. “You told me to be more like Erin!” I spit the words at him before I turn back to the mirror so he doesn’t see the tears in my eyes.
“Jessie!”
I don’t respond.
“I’m sorry,” he says with a heavy sigh, making me turn around.
“I don’t care,” I reply as I walk towards the door and try to push past him. He doesn’t move and I glare up at him.
“This place makes me crazy,” he frowns at me.
“No. It makes you cruel and heartless,” I snap. “Just like your father.”
The shadow falls across his face and I know that’s a line I shouldn’t have crossed but he crossed one too today. He wraps a hand around my throat, pushing me back into the room until I am pressed against the bathroom counter. “You know nothing about the kind of man my father was.”
“Don’t I?” I challenge him. “Didn’t he like to take people’s insecurities and exploit them? Wasn’t he cruel and bitter?”
He swallows hard. “You think that’s who I am?”
I blink the tears from my eyes. “No. But that’s how you made me feel today.”
I expect him to argue with me but he kisses me instead as he presses me against the countertop. Planting my hands on his chest, I try to push him away but he is undeterred. His hands slide to my waist before he lifts me onto the counter and wraps my legs around his waist. I bite his lip but it only seems to make him more determined as he kisses me so fiercely that I struggle to breathe.
I push at his chest again but he takes hold of my wrists and pins them behind my back as he keeps on tongue-fucking my mouth. I am completely powerless to resist him. Heat rolls through my core and I feel wetness pooling between my thighs as he grinds his cock against me making me whimper shamelessly.
Damn my treacherous body letting me down like this.
When I stop struggling, he releases my wrists and I wrap my arms around his neck, scratching his skin as I pull him closer to me.
“I need to fuck you,” he groans as he unzips his pants and takes out his cock. Then he tugs my panties to the side and slides two fingers deep inside me, making me gasp out loud.
