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I watch the way he tries to hide his smile, and curse myself for being so in love with the man.
“So ya havin’ fun?” He nods his head over to Leonard, who's been distracted by two girls over at the punch bowl.
“As a matter of fact, I am.” I try my best to sound convincing.
“Bullshit, you’ve been bored outta ya brains.” Cole laughs at me.
“And just how long have you been watching me?” I call him out and watch his cheeks heat up a little.
“Long enough to see that you’re regretting coming here with him. Now come outside, I wanna talk to you.” He grabs my arm and starts guiding me toward the door.
“Talk to me? Now you wanna talk to me?” It’s my turn to laugh at him as I try to pull my arm from his hold.
“Come on, Savannah, I promised Wade I wouldn’t make a scene,” he tells me under his breath as he squeezes me a little tighter.
“No, whatever it is you wanna tell me, you can tell me right here.” I cross my arms under my chest and wait to hear what he has to say.
“Savannah, I don’t do public displays. The shit we need to talk about is our business. I don’t want folk hearing.”
“I don’t have a problem with it.” I shrug, knowing how much this must be frustrating him.
“Why are you making this so damn hard? I don’t wanna make a fool of myself in front of all these people. I just wanna talk.” He looks around the barn, getting more and more irate.
“Are you seriously accusing me of making things hard?” I laugh even more at what I’m hearing.
“Look, will you please just come outside with me for five minutes? I just need to say what I gotta say and then I’ll leave.” The band take to the stage and start their music again, it’s a jolly upbeat number that doesn’t match the pissed off look on Cole’s face.
“Fine.” I blow out a frustrated breath, barging past him and making my way outside. “Now, what is so import—” I’m stunned into silence when I turn back around and his mouth immediately cuts me off, shocking me silent. His lips press hard and possessively against mine and his body overpowers me, stepping me backward and guiding me around the side of the building without our mouths breaking contact. My back slams against the wall and his rough hand slides under my chin, holding me still as he fills me with his tongue.
“Cole.” I use all the strength I have to push my hand into his chest and allow myself a breath.
“I don’t like it,” he tells me, sternly and unapologetically. “You and him, here together. I fuckin’ hate it, and not just because he’s a Mason, but because…” He stops himself and frowns.
“Cole?” I shrug at him in confusion.
“Because he ain’t me, and although my head keeps telling me that it should never be me, my heart says something different, and well, right now he’s running the show.” Cole looks a little vulnerable as he waits for me to respond.
I shake my head, still trying to fathom what he’s telling me.
“I’m jealous, Savannah.” He spells it out to me, before grabbing my face with both his hands and forcing me to look at him.
“I’m jealous beyond fuckin’ rage that you came here tonight with him. Because you’re mine.”
“I’m not any—” He closes my argument when his lips take mine again, and I do nothing to stop him, because as much as I want to make him suffer for what he’s done, what he’s saying is true.
His hand reaches up under my skirt, gripping my panties with his fingers. I have no idea what this means or where it’s come from, but there’s no way I could resist it. I stare into his cold, dark eyes as he takes out his cock and wraps his arm around my waist, lifting me off my feet and letting it find its way inside me.
The sound I make as he fills me is all the evidence he needs to prove himself right. I do belong to him, and as my legs grip tightly around his waist and my fingers tug at his hair, he braces himself against the wall and fucks me like he knows it.
My body takes no time at all to react to him, unleashing a long overdue orgasm to the sound of a fiddle and the whoops and cheers of the whole town on the other side of the wall.
“Mine, Savannah, say it,” he growls in my ear as my pussy throbs around him, and he keeps his thrusts coming faster and harder. This is rough, it's raw, and unexpected, but it’s everything I’ve been wanting.
“Yours,” I manage when I get my breath back, and the side of his fist slams against the barn as his body stills and he empties himself inside me with a long, deep growl.
I cling to him tightly while we both wind down, breathing each other in as we get some air back into our lungs. Slowly he pulls out of me and drops me onto my feet, and my heart getscrushed all over again when I see the disappointment on his face as he does up his jeans.
“I wish things were different.” He backs away from me and suddenly, I feel all my hurt turn to anger. He marches away and gets into his truck while I stand still and watch him drive off. There’s no sense in my head, just fury as I march back into the party, heading straight for Garrett. Him and Maisie look like they’re having fun now, she’s even managed to get him dancing.
