Page 17 of Perfect Boy

I’m in my own little world, living life carelessly. That is, until every cell in my body suddenly feels a certain set of eyes on me. I don’t have to look to see who would have this effect on me. Even so, I can’t help myself but to search for him. But when I look around, all I see is a lot of people watching me and my friends dance, no one in particular. The hair on the back of my neck stands, and my skin prickles. And when my eyes float to the corner of the bar, I find Watson’s eyes fixated on me and only me. Even from here, I can tell his gaze is darker than usual. He sips his drink, slightly tipping his chin upward when he sees me looking his way. Everything inside of me catches on fire as I think back to the thoughts I had of him earlier. Him…rolling his hips, stretching himself out. Making my mouth water, maybe even causing me to drool.

Turning my attention back to my girls, I continue dancing, pretending like he isn’t there. And when the song switches to “God Is a Woman” by Ariana Grande, our dance moves only get even more seductive. We’re all a little tipsy from the few drinks we had when we first arrived, and letting off steam feels pretty good. Dancing at Peaches isn’t fun like this. It’s work. And it’s tiring.

My eyes flutter shut for a moment, and I’m met with a familiar voice in my ear and hands wrapping around my waist, instantly sending my eyes shooting open and my heart skipping a beat. And not in a good way.

“You know, baby, I really don’t like the fact that you’re showing off for every fucking guy in here right now,” Denton’s voice growls right against my ear. “But, goddamn, you’ve gone and made my dick hard.”

His erection pokes into my ass, and I begin to pull away, feeling my stomach churn. But he only holds me tighter.

“Feel that, baby? See what you’ve done to me? What you still do to me, even after all this time?”

“Let go,” I hiss, craning my neck around. “Don’t make me cause a scene.”

“Misty and I are done, Ryann,” he mutters into my ear, and the smell of liquor on his breath assaults my nostrils. “It’s time for you to come back to me. I miss you.” He rubs his length harder into my ass. “Don’t you feel how much I fucking miss you?”

I’m just about to kick my leg backward when a large figure stands in front of me, making a shadow over everyone before him.

“You should step the fuck away from her unless you want a repeat of last week.” Watson’s voice is low yet terrifying. And when my eyes move to his face, his eyes are black, and the veins in his neck are bulging. “Only this time, you’ll be leaving on a fucking stretcher.”

“This is between my girl and me, puck boy,” Denton taunts, slurring his words, only proving he’s drunk. “I suggest you walk away.”

“She isn’t your girl, Wells. Give it up.”

“Oh, she is, Gentry. I promise you, she never stopped being my girl.” He murmurs against my temple, and I want to puke. “She’ll come back to me. She always does.”

I attempt to elbow his stomach, but he’s got me in a hold with his arms, anchoring me down like a useless weight.

Watson ignores his words before looking down at me and bending closer so that his face is inches from mine. “I’m not going to do anything to upset you, Tiny Dancer, I promise. I won’t fight him. But I can’t watch him do this shit, Ryann. I’m sorry, but I’m not built for it.”

Holding his hand out, Watson laces his fingers with mine just as Denton’s hands drop from my body, and he lets me go, but not before a slew of curse words leave his mouth.

“Go be a fucking slut, Ryann. I know whose dick you’ll come crawling back for,” he growls. “And guess what. I might not let you have it.”

“How upsetting,” I mumble, rolling my eyes.

I peek up at Watson and watch his jaw tense and his chest heave as he tries to control himself from beating the shit out of Denton. Yet he stays rooted in the same spot, all because he doesn’t want to scare me.

I’m thankful that my friends don’t seem to be paying attention to the three of us because when Watson leans down, bringing my mouth to his, kissing me hard and letting his tongue slip against mine, it’s not something I want to try to explain later on. Especially when I don’t understand it myself. And when his hands loop around my waist and he pulls me closer while his lips never leave mine, I think my soul has maybe left my body. His hand reaches around me, cupping my ass, giving it a squeeze.

When he finally releases me, his dark glare stares at Denton, who looks like he’s about to erupt. “She’s moved on. And if you need more proof than what I just gave you, just follow us into the restroom and watch me fuck her until she comes on my cock. The only cock she’ll ever need.”

Denton never looks at me again, but his eyes narrow to slits at Watson before he stalks off, calling something inaudible over his shoulder. For once, I finally feel like he might actually never speak to me again.

And what a relief that is.

Shyly, I look up at him. “Mind telling me what all that was?”

He leans down, talking in my ear over the music that seemingly just got louder. “The last thing I wanted to do tonight was to make you sad. It took everything inside of me not to lay him out right on this floor. But I’m not making that mistake again. I promise you that.” He pulls back, shrugging as his eyebrows pull together. “Figured what I did was a safer option.”

“Is that really the only reason why you did it?” I ask, staring up at him doubtfully.

“You might be dead set on not giving me a chance, but there’s no fucking way I’m letting that scumbag lurk around.” He continues holding me. “And maybe I just wanted an excuse to kiss you.”

“You shouldn’t kiss me,” I say. “Not like the way you just did.”

“Yeah, well, maybe you’re right. But it didn’t seem like you minded it too much in the moment, Tiny Dancer,” he says nonchalantly. “Besides, I’ve wanted to do that for weeks.”

I’m still completely breathless from his lips on mine. An ache between my legs the size of freaking Texas throbs, making me agitated. I’ve never felt that kind of electric charge from someone else’s lips. It’s stupid and reckless…but I want more.

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