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She jumped up from the steps. “Mack, please. I just want to leave.”

“Is he in there? Is he in there right now?” I paced in front of her, my adrenaline through the roof.

“Mack-” her voice cracked. “Please.” Her plea was barely a whisper, and all I wanted, all I needed was to make the sadness go away. God, I needed the sadness to go away.

“Let’s get out of here,” I said, putting my arm around her shoulder and walking her to the car, making sure she was safe inside before going back and grabbing her things.

Seeing his little rat face again makes me want to murder him. The way he talks about her like he owns her. Like he even deserves to walk the same Earth as her.

Fuck!

She fucking took him back a couple months later. There was nothing I could do. She wouldn’t listen. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t protect her. It didn’t last too much longer after she took him back, but that doesn’t mean he didn’t cause a fuckton more damage before it ended.

And now he’s here again after she’s finally starting to get back into a good place. I can’t let him weasel his way back into her life again. She can’t see him.

I rush out of the bathroom to try to get her out of here before he comes out. I shove through the crowd, trying to find her in the sea of drunk people. I finally spot her halfway to the dance floor with a new drink in hand.

“Thea!” I try to call over the music, but she can’t hear me. “Thea!” I try again, jogging up to her and grabbing onto her arm.

“What?” she giggles. Her eyes are starting to glaze over, and she seems more drunk than earlier. I shouldn’t have bought her that shot. I already know they pregamed before coming out.

“C’mon, let’s get out of here.”

“What? Why? I just got here. I want to dance!”

“C’mon,” I try again, grabbing her hands in mine. “We can grab tacos from your favorite truck on the way home.”

She pulls her hands away. “I thought you were trying to get laid tonight. Are you trying to proposition me, Carver?” she asks with a ridiculously cute drunken laugh like that thought is the funniest thing she’s ever said.

“Thea,” I plead.

She knows she has me. “I have needs too, Mack. And you certainly won’t be fulfilling them tonight, so unless you have something else to say, I’m going to go dance now. Is that okay,big brother?”

The extra sarcasm in her voice does nothing to ease my irritation. Both of her stubbornness and how much I want to fuck it out of her.Jesus Christ.I push that thought away before I risk entertaining it any longer.

She’s dancing away from me toward the center of the dance floor before I can come up with another excuse to get her out of here. I glance over my shoulder and see her dickwad ex entering back into the main area.Shit!

I follow after her, not having any other choice since he’s headed in her direction. My mind races, trying to come up with any reason to get her to leave without just straight up telling her what’s going on. That wouldn’t even work. She’s way too stubborn. She’d put on a brave face, pretending she doesn’t give a fuck, but I know better.

“Thea,” I try one more time as I approach her from behind.

She whips around. “For fuck’s sake, Mack! What is going o-.” She stops mid word as she sees something behind me. The life drains from her eyes, and she shrinks back behind that shell she’s perfected building over the years. The shield only those closest to her can see through.

I glance over my shoulder and realize she’s spotted dickwad across the room. I don’t think. I react on instinct, grabbing her by the hips and flipping her around. I pull her in close, encasing myself around her to shield her from him.

My fingers flex at the feel of her soft, silky skin, causing my fingertips to dig into her thighs as I run my hands up her legs to the hem of her dress.Fuck, this dress is so short.I wrap my hand around her waist and pull her ass against me, slamming her back up against my chest. I swallow hard as she sways her ass slowly up and down mycoc-...My eyes roll back in my head.Oh, fuck.

Her body is intoxicating as she lets the music take over, grateful for a distraction so she doesn’t have to face him. My fingers dig into her hips as I run my nose along her bare shoulder and up her neck. God, she smells like paradise. I need to get her off of me.

I grab her hips, shoving her forward and turning her around to face me. Fuck, that didn’t help at all. I can’t think straight with this much alcohol in my system, and definitely not while she’s looking at me with those eyes of hers. Those eyes that can pierce through your soul and see all your secrets but still love you regardless of darkness she finds there.

Her fingers trail up my chest before she digs her nails into my neck, using it for support as she dances down my legs. I stare at her lips as she parts them, trying to catch her breath. It’s so fucking hot in here.

The crowd closes in around us, forcing our bodies closer together. The music beats faster, but our bodies move slower. Her sweaty skin suctions against mine, and it is turning me on more than I could imagine.

I can’t think. I can’t breathe. I can’t close my mouth. I’m panting. I need her.

I shove her back suddenly, putting some distance between us before she feels my hard dick pressed up against her. Fuck! How did I almost violate her like that? What the fuck is wrong with me?

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