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I grimace when a guy asks me this while leering at my tits. I see Silas’ fists clench and release out the corner of my eye and it makes my nipples pebble. Not great timing on my body’s reaction, but something I can’t stop from happening.
“I think I’d rather keep that one to myself.”
His lip curls up in an almost sneer and he sounds so damn sure of himself, “I guess I’ll just have to find out with time.”
Gross.
I’m pretty sure Silas can’t hear what we’re saying, but somehow he knows I’m uncomfortable. I see him take a step toward us, but the two guys with him place a hand on his shoulders. Are they holding him back right now?
Hot.
No, not hot.
Just when I think I can’t take any more of the sexual tension within the room, all of it swirling in the space between Silas and me, the event comes to a close. We’re told to fill out anything remaining on our selection cards and are given the opportunity to socialize one last time.
When I look down at my card, there is not a single man I’ve met tonight who I want to see again. Even before I met Silas it was true. Huh. Well, I suppose that’s a good thing because Silas is striding my way again and I have a feeling this time nothing is going to stand in his way.
CHAPTER 4
SILAS
If I watch one more man look at my Paisley with interest and with their body language like they’re a predator out on the prowl, I don’t think I’ll be able to hold it together. I desperately want to move closer to not only hear what is being said, but to stand like a sentry behind her warding everyone else off. It’s a good thing Maddox and Axel decide to stay to watch the floor show because if they weren’t next to me I don’t know if I could have stopped myself.
As it is, it’s difficult as hell to stay in place.
The woman from before, the one who led my Sugar away from me, has been periodically glaring in my direction. It’s not like I want the whole event to be ruined, just for guys stay the fuck away from my woman. The rest of them are single and free to do what they will.
Not my woman though. She’s mine. I just need a chance to claim her.
Maddox teases me, “How do you feel about speed dating now?”
I growl out, “I still think it’s dumb, even though it brought Paisley to me. This is fucking torture.”
I look at Axel and he’s grinning at me like he’s amused as hell at what he’s witnessing. I can’t say I blame him. “At least you don’t have the knowledge that your woman has pierced another man’s dick,” he reminds me with a grimace.
My expression matches his. Just the thought of my woman being anywhere near another man’s dick is enough for rage like lava to fill me. I’ve never been possessive or jealous before, but this woman, my woman, makes me feel unhinged.
I’m not sure if I like it or not, but I’m pretty sure I can’t stop it now.
“At least it’s only because of her job,” I grumble at him. Considering her job, of course she’s going to have to pierce body parts. It’s unfortunate it includes dick, but what’s he going to do about it? Tell his woman she can’t do her job? Yeah, that would not go over well.
Axel makes a humming sound, but if he says anything else, I wouldn’t know. I’m too focused on the new guy who has sat down across from my woman. He’s leering at her, and it makes the hair on the back of my neck stand up. I find my fists clenching and releasing, the need to go over there and show him who the woman he’s talking to belongs to rides me hard. I don’t give into it though.
I can’t. Not yet at least. First I’m going to need to woo her and then I’ll show her the possessive, needy as fuck person she’s turned me into.
Axel and Maddox tease me some more, but I ignore it. The only thing I can see is Paisley. Her skin is so beautiful, and I want to taste every single inch of it. Somehow I know she’ll be sweet, just like my nickname for her.
Axel ask innocently, “Don’t you need to check on the food?”
“I don’t give a shit about the food,” I grunt. When I realize what I just said, I’m a little surprised at myself. I’ve been all about food and my job for years. It’s put my personal life on the back burner. Not like I haven’t gone out and scratched an itch when I needed to, but I sure as hell wasn’t doing relationships. I didn’t have the time. I didn’t want the distraction. Everything has changed with meeting Paisley. Everything. And I also just said that to my boss. Not good. “Um, I mean,” I start to stammer out a response, but get cut off.
Axel’s voice is full of amusement, “It’s cool, man, I get it.”
It’s a relief, but it’s nothing compared to the relief I feel when the speed dating event finally ends. I’m sure this feeling has had nothing on actual torture, but damn if my heart doesn’t know the difference. My entire body craves being near Paisley. I want to get her away from here, far fucking away, so no other man can look at her.
Her parading herself around as single makes me want to put her over my knee. But I won’t. Not yet anyway.
Fuck. I got a good look at her ass during the mingling time between sessions and I know it would jiggle just right when I smack it, leaving my handprint behind.
