This was the first time something like this had happened to me and on my first date nonetheless! I composed myself, fixed my hair in the mirror, and then headed back outside. Gavin was where I had left him, but my seat was occupied by Dominic.
I stormed over to his side, gripped on his shoulder, and pulled. "Get up and leave us alone!"
He looked to his shoulder then looked up at me and glared. I moved my hand away from him but kept my glare in place.
"Dominic, leave."
He smiled at me, but it didn't reach his eyes. "I'm only talking to your boyfriend-"
"Gavin isn't me boyfriend and won't ever be thanks to you, so just fuck off and leave us the hell alone. You have ruined me first date as it is, so just go away!"
I hated that my voice cracked a little; everyone who was in the restaurant heard it when I shouted, and my embarrassment only upset me further.
I gave up on Dominic and looked to Gavin. "Can you take me home, please?"
He looked both pissed off and saddened as he nodded to me and stood up from his seat. He reached from my hand, but I found myself moved aside as Gavin's hand was pushed away from me.
I gaped when I got my footing and stared at Dominic. He actually moved himself in front of me, pushed Gavin's hand away from me, and got in his face.
What the fuck was this lad's problem?
"What the fuck are you doin'? You stupid yank-"
Dominic's fist flew into Gavin's jaw cutting his words off. I yelped when Gavin flew backwards onto the ground. I then screamed when Dominic tried to move after him raising his fist again. I flew into a rage and jumped on Dominic's back. I wrapped my left arm around his neck, my legs around his hips, and started pounding onto the back of his head with my right fist. Each blow was hurting my hand, but I didn't care. I wanted to make him hurt because his stupid self had made me hurt tonight when Gavin broke off our date because of him.
"Damn it, Bronagh, get off me!"
"No!" I shouted and continued to punch his head, shoulders, and back.
I was pulled off Dominic and held off the ground like a rag doll.
"Calm down, hell cat," a voice chuckled into my ear.
I struggled against the hold on me. "Let me go, Kane. I'm goin' to kill that bastard!"
"That bastard is my little brother so I can't allow that," he chuckled again.
I struggled again but stopped when Gavin got to his feet and rubbed his red and slightly swollen jaw. He glared at Dominic then cut his eyes to me.
"I'm out of here, Bronagh. I'm sorry, but this is too much to deal with."
With that said, he turned and stormed away.
I was wide-eyed, and stared after him. "Gavin, wait, please-"
"Don't!" Dominic's face was in mine and growling. "Don't call after him. He isn't man enough if he doesn't want to fight for you."
Fight for me?
"He doesn't have to fight for me! I was his if he wanted me, but he doesn't, and it's all because of you! Why can't you just leave me alone and stop interferin' in me life?"
Dominic held my gaze and said, "Because I want you."
I knew he wanted to have sex with me, he had told me that enough times before but for some reason I felt like he wasn't just saying he wanted that this time. It felt like he was saying he wanted all of me. Too fucking bad he couldn't have me. He was dangerous; he made that clear each time I encountered him, and I just couldn't have him in my life like that. He could break me.
"Dominic, I can't," I whispered. "You're too different from me-"
"I'm calling bullshit on that. You were just on my back, pounding your fist onto my head in a blind rage. You're more like me than you think."
I glared at him. "Havin' a bad temper doesn't mean I'm like you. You fight for fun like a sick twisted fuck. I hit you to defend," I paused for a moment before clearing my throat, "to defend Gavin, not because I enjoyed it."
"I don't fight for fun, trust me on that," Dominic muttered catching my attention.
That confused me so I asked, "Why do you fight then if not for fun?"
He looked me in the eye. "I fight for my family, for my br-"
"Dominic." Kane cut him off in a low warning tone.
I raised my eyebrows and wanted to thump Kane for cutting Dominic off. I couldn't ask him what he meant because all of a sudden throbbing spread throughout my hand, I let out a strangled cry and instantly cradled it.
"Oh shite, I think I broke me hand!"
Kane put me down - yeah, he held me up during that entire conversation which had to have killed his back under my weight - and came around to examine it with Dominic.
"Let me see," Dominic said softly.
I shook my head like a little kid and snapped, "No, it hurts! Go away!"
He smiled a little. "Come on, I'll take you to the hospital."
The hospital? Where they stick needles in people and cut them open?
I felt myself go pale, and before I knew it, I was swaying and then was encased in Dominic's arms.
"I've got you," he murmured into my ear.
That wasn't comforting!
He kept an arm around my waist as we walked out of the restaurant. We bumped into security guards who were piling in, and Dominic sighed and looked at them. "I know, I know. I'm never to enter the premises again."