Page 59 of Forbidden King (Magnolia Falls)

Coach glared at me, and I tossed him a wink. There was just something about the guy that I didn’t like. Maybe it was jealousy. I wasn’t too proud to admit that it was a possibility. I didn’t like the way he looked at her.

Like he was claiming her.

I want to claim her.

I wanted to claim every fucking inch of her.

“You having a good time, Dandelion?” I whispered against her ear, my hands finding her waist, our bodies swaying together.

“Yeah. I thought maybe you’d changed your mind and weren’t coming?”

“I’d never leave you hanging like that.” I loved the way she looked at me. Like I set the sun and hung the moon all at the same time. No one had ever looked at me the way Saylor Woodson did.

“You’ve left me hanging plenty of times, my forbidden King,” she said against my ear, her words slurring a bit, and I tugged her close so her head could rest against my chest.

We just swayed to the music, her body pressed against mine, moving as one.

Her head fit beneath my chin perfectly, and I savored this moment.

The song came to an end, and I reached for her hand and led her to the table.

“Let’s get you a water, and I think the guys ordered some food. Have you eaten yet?” I asked, as my fingers intertwined with hers.

“Is this part of your babysitting duty?” She giggled, and I rolled my eyes as I pulled out the stool where I’d been sitting and lifted her by the waist and set her down.

I put some tater tots and chicken fingers on a plate and set it in front of her. “Yes. I take my job very seriously.”

I went to the bar to get her a water and brought it back and handed it to her. “Drink.”

“Thanks,Dad,” she said, as she and the girls burst out in laughter.

I didn’t mind it. I was having a good time. I liked seeing this side of Saylor.

Seeing her relaxed and having fun.

She deserved that.

I had a couple of beers and followed Saylor out to the dance floor a few more times like it was my job to protect her.

Because, in a way, it was.

Everyone started making their way out, and we said our goodbyes. I assured the girls I would get Saylor home safely, and my brother made some snarky-ass comment, and I flashed him the bird.

She was walking beside me, leaning against my body as she told me all about the book she was reading. How the hero was obsessed with the heroine and how his sole purpose in life was to please her.

“I mean, I know you’re impressive with the dirty talk, King. But this guy is next level.” She chuckled.

Like clockwork, my dick heard the word ‘dirty talk’ and jumped to attention.

“Trust me. That was casual phone sex. I’m much more impressive in person.”

Why was I telling her this?

“Oh, I don’t doubt that for a minute,” she said, waggling her brows at me.

We walked up the steps to her house, and when she reached into her purse for her keys, she lost her balance. She fell into me, and I caught her before she toppled to the ground.

A fit of laughter escaped her sweet mouth as I steadied her. “You never could handle your booze.”

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