Slightly to the left of the two D-Bags was Sienna. When she wasn’t staring at Kellan, she was flirting with a couple of boys that looked straight out of an Abercrombie ad. I guess the owner thought it was only fair to bring her a couple of treats too. She flicked her hair over her shoulder, exposing her elegant neckline. I could see her laughing, her eyes roving over the boys’ bodies, as she fostered their hope that they had a chance with her. But her gaze always returned to Kellan. Always.
Threading my fingers through Kellan’s hair, I pulled him a little closer to me; our chests were touching now too. Kellan’s smile turned devilish as he focused solely on me. He smelled incredible, and his lips were so tantalizingly close. His hands were making patterns on my back—up the sides, around to my neck, down my spine, over my backside. I thought about having those hands on my bare skin and felt the rush of desire tingle me. Remembering that we had a hotel room waiting for us, I considered his offer of leaving this strange, private party. Then I remembered why I couldn’t.
With trepidation, I looked around for Griffin. I found him tongue deep in some blonde. I immediately stiffened as pure venom seeped through my veins. Anna pours her heart out and this is how he repays her? What a prick! Kellan and I stopped dancing as I stared at Griffin cupping the girl’s ass in front of him, while two more women hung off his arms. A vibrant redhead had her hands inside his pants. I was so pissed I could hardly see straight. I broke away from Kellan to give Griffin a piece of my mind, but Kellan yanked me back into his arms. My eyes bored holes into Griffin as Kellan’s lips touched my ear.
“Making a scene with him isn’t going to help anything. I’ll talk to him later.”
I pushed Kellan back, my mood frosty. “Later? What, after he’s screwed them?”
Kellan shook his head at me and was about to respond when Sienna joined our group of gyrating bodies. Slinking up to Kellan’s side, a beautiful man on each arm, she asked him, “Problem?” One of her guys was blatantly staring at her chest; the other was blatantly staring at Kellan. Of course. Everybody loved Kellan. Except me at the moment.
Kellan gave her a brief smile. “Everything’s fine.”
I was about to wholeheartedly object when Griffin walked through my peripheral vision. He had one arm around the blonde, the other around the redhead. He was striding them purposefully toward the VIP bathrooms, and I was absolutely certain that it wasn’t because he had to pee.
“That son of a bitch!” I muttered, taking a step toward the restrooms. Damn if I was just going to sit back and watch him cheat on my sister. Kellan had a firm grip on my hand, though. I looked back at him when I was stretched to capacity. “Let me go, Kellan.”
Shaking his head, he pulled me toward him. “You can’t make him change, Kiera. He has to want to. And he’s not going to stop . . . whatever he’s doing in there just because you barge in yelling and screaming. Trust me. You’ll just end up seeing way more than you want to.”
Yanking my hand free, I pushed against his chest. “Then you go stop him. Drag him out of there like you dragged him away from those two girl-looking guys in New Jersey!” I was so irritated and hurt for my sister that tears were pricking the corners of my eyes.
Stepping into me, Kellan cupped my cheeks. “He has to make the choice, Kiera. It means nothing if I force him.”
His eyes were soft with compassion. I knew he was right. Kellan and I couldn’t watchdog Griffin every time he went out, but it hurt so bad to stand aside and let it happen. “He won’t get away with it, Kellan. I’m not going to lie for him.” I had a sudden, painful respect for Jenny in that moment. I felt sick for doing nothing while Griffin screwed around on my sister. She must have felt the exact same way when she’d done nothing while I’d been fooling around on Denny. I owed her a much bigger apology than I’d ever given her.
Kellan caressed my cheek. “Anna knows what he’s like, Kiera. You don’t have to lie.”
Fighting back nausea and tears, I warbled, “I want to leave now.”
Kellan nodded and held me close. I clutched him tight as he asked one of the waitresses to call a cab. After hasty goodbyes to Sienna and the D-Bags I liked, Kellan and I ducked out the rear exit. A yellow and black taxi was waiting for us, and holding hands, we darted inside. Kellan told the cab driver where to go, then twisted to face me. His expression was worried and apologetic. I searched his features as hot tears leaked out of my eyes. “I hate him,” I seethed. And just when I’d actually been starting to like Griffin too. As irrational as it sounded, I felt like he’d just cheated on me as well as my sister.
Kellan grabbed my cheeks, giving me a soft, tender kiss. It took a moment, but as the cab started pulling away, his gentle touch finally eased my hardening heart. Not all men sucked.