“I need an ice bath,” Greg mumbled.
The man spoke excitedly and Anna looked around. When he pointed in Alex’s direction, Anna turned around and Alex’s heart skipped a beat.
“She knows you’re here,” Seth said in a low voice.
“She probably found out that the rich mystery guy is here,” Alex grumbled.
Tony smacked the back of his head. “You know she’s not the money-chasing type.” Tony shook his head. “God, she’s got your family’s fortune. What does she need to chase rich guys for?”
Alex shrugged and crossed his arms.
Oh, how he just wanted to walk across the floor, scoop Anna up into his arms, and bring her back behind the curtain. He’d fuck her so hard she’d scream loud enough for the entire club to hear her over the booming music. A grin spread across his face at the thought.
“Shall I see if there’s any gossip about her?” Simon asked after a few minutes.
“Yes,” Alex snapped.
As Simon walked away, another man approached Anna, and this time she nodded and followed him onto the dance floor. He pulled her close and put his hands right on her ass. A moment later, she gave him a seductive smile and slid her arms around his neck.
Alex growled and clutched his beer bottle tight in his hand. “How can she do that?”
“Alex, you’ve been gone for four years,” Seth reminded him gently.
“But she’s engaged to my brother.”
“Who is treating her very poorly.”
Alex didn’t like the reminder of what Kurt had done to her. But still... had she turned into the cheating type? Was it cheating if the engagement wasn’t real? Kurt had told her she could do whatever she wanted when he wasn’t in town. Did she go out every weekend and find a different guy to sleep with?
As the man she was dancing with leaned down to kiss her, Alex’s grip on his beer bottle tightened until it shattered.
“Whoa!” Seth said, grabbing Alex’s arm. “I’m thinking this wasn’t a good idea.”
He stood and clenched his fists. “We didn’t know she’d be here,” he snapped. It would have been fine had she—The man’s hands were on her ass and crawling up her skirt!
Alex took two steps forward. Greg and Tony grabbed him at the same time Anna pulled away from Groping Man. She shook her head and stepped away. The man grabbed her hand, but Anna yanked it away and went back to her seat.
“Good girl.” Alex collapsed back onto the couch.
“Apparent—” Simon looked around at the glass on the table. “What happened?”
Greg chuckled. “Someone groped Anna’s ass.”
Simon let out a small smile. “Well, I hope this doesn’t cause more beer to be wasted, but I got the information as requested.”
Alex turned around. “What’s going on?”
He laughed. “According to the bartender, who is a friend of Cameron’s—the guy she’s with—she’s ‘engaged to a fuckhead and in desperate need of a cock between her legs.’”
Someone referring to his brother as a ‘fuckhead’ was so unexpected that he couldn’t help but laugh. He was the one who’d forbidden Kurt from sleeping with her. He just couldn’t stand the idea of his brother being with her when he couldn’t. Still, she had needs... “What’s the closest hotel to this club?”
Seth narrowed his eyes. “What are you thinking, Alex?”
“She wants sex.” He shrugged. “I’d rather her be with me than some asshole she picks up here.”
“You can’t do that.” Greg shook his head. “You can’t reveal yourself this soon.”
“She doesn’t have to know it’s me. She can be blindfolded. Isn’t that the big thing in romance novels now? The mystery and all that shit?”