“What are you doing in the girls’ bathroom?” I hurriedly tried to wipe my cheeks before he could see that I had been crying. He took my hands away and used his own to gently clean my face.
“I came to apologize and this is the men’s bathroom.” My eyes widened and I looked around and noticed the urinals before squeezing my eyes shut in embarrassment. Could I be anymore of a dork?
“Go. Away.” I backed up until my back touched the wall, needing space between us, but he only followed.
“No.”
“You’re not my favorite person right now.”
“That’s okay because I can guarantee you’ll change your mind the next time I get my dick in you.”
“If you say so,” I returned flippantly while shifting against the ache between legs.
“Want to test that theory now?” he challenged. I shrugged and turned my head away, giving him the cold shoulder. He gently grasped my chin and turned my face up to him. My lips opened instinctively for his. He eyed my mouth before grinning down at me. “I’m talking to you. That means you say something back.”
He threw my words back at which pissed me off so I drew my knee up to hit his balls. He caught my leg under my thigh and wrapped it around his waist and pressed me harder into the wall.
“Are you trying to get round one started right here?” His eyes were heated with sexual intent and despite the way my body responded, I shook my head no. “Then behave.”
“Why are you always telling me to behave?”
“Because you want it.”
“Do explain…” I stated sarcastically and rolled my eyes. He grasped my chin again, this time in a tight, unyielding grip. I watched the flash in his eyes and quaked all the way down to my toes.
“I don’t have to. You and I both know how wet your * gets every time I issue a command. You love it.” I started to protest he transferred his grip to my throat. “You need it,” he growled.
God help me, I do.
“Don’t make me prove it to you right here. You aren’t ready for the type of fucking I’d give you right here. But you will be…after tonight.”
I drew in a deep breath almost begging him to carry out his threat. “I don’t know what to say.” It was a stupid response to the hot promises he just made to me but it was all I had dammit.
“All I need is for you to say yes when I need you. That’s it.”
“Why should I say yes? You were being him again. I didn’t like it.”
His hand dropped from my throat as he frowned and searched my eyes with what looked like panic. “Him?” he asked.
“Yeah…the Keiran before now.” I didn’t miss the look of relief that crossed his features.
“I won’t apologize again since it seems that you aren’t listening so I’ll explain instead. I am happy to spend this time with you. I just wish we could spend it alone. I can’t help but want you all to myself all the time. I missed ten years with you because I couldn’t wake up from a nightmare that played over and again. But even more selfishly, I wish we were locked away in my bedroom instead of a smelly theater. Believe me baby I would do anything not to be him again.”
His arms had come around me sometime during his speech and held me tight as if to keep me from running away. His possessive demeanor told me I was dead on. The sincerity shone through his gaze but I couldn’t forgive him just yet.
“Anything?” I stressed.
His hands dropped to my butt and lifted me up and into him. “Yes.”
“Then you should know this is my first date. Don’t ruin it, okay?”
“Not even if it meant my life,” he agreed.
Chapter TwentyTwo
“Lake, how good do you play with balls? Aaargh! The bowling balls, babe!” Sheldon had driven her elbow into Keenan’s stomach. I laughed at his pained expression because he never seemed to learn his lesson.
“I’m telling Keiran.” Sheldon stated.
“Snitch,” Keenan returned.
“Slut.”
“That’s it. I’m choosing Lake as my partner.”
“You can’t choose Lake.”
“Why not?”
“Maybe I want Lake.”
“Too bad. I called dibs.”
“You can’t have dibs. She’s my friend. She doesn’t even like you.”