Page 41 of Wanted

I hated playing games, but I found they were my only optionavailable.

I turned my head toward my neighbor and gave her my fullattention. Flashing her the Devera, panty-dropping smile, I acted as if I wasinterested in her advances. I said something witty, making her throw her headback and laugh. She was rather quite beautiful—no comparison to Sara, but adelight on the eyes nonetheless.

After ten minutes of us flirting back and forth and having Sarawitness the whole thing, I moved in for the kill.

“What’s your name, sweetheart?” I leaned in close, whispering myquestion in her ear. The whole time I crowded the woman, I was searching forSara. Our eyes locked, and she was seething. She slammed her drink on thecounter and started walking in my direction.

It’s working. She’s comingover.My heart hammered against my chest, my cock hardening in anticipationfor whatever she chose to do or say.

“Tina.”

“What?”

“You asked me what my name was. It’s Tina,” she offered.

Oh, yeah, I did just askher name.I tried my hardest to keep my attention on Tina, but I saw Saraapproaching and I became more excited. She was so close. Only a few more feetand she’d be standing right next to me. When I’d thought she was going to stopand say something, anything, she walked right on by. But not before calling mea dick as she passed.

I couldn’t help it. I laughed. I was happy to evoke any kind ofreaction from her, even if it was anger. Any emotion meant she still cared, andI wasn’t going to let the opportunity pass me by. Enough was enough already. Ihad to fix us, and there was no time like the present.

“Will you excuse me please, Tara?”

Her smile faltered from my dismissal. “It’s Tina.”

“Sorry,” I apologized, heading toward the women’s restroom.

I had to be careful on how I approached her.I had to let her know I was sorry foreverything, and I wanted to try and work it out. I thought I made the rightdecision by backing away from her, from us. But clearly, I chose wrong. I figuredthe pain would eventually go away, that my love for her would weaken, but itdidn’t. Both the anguish of our separation and my love for her were growingstronger as time passed, not weaker.

Pushing open the door to the restroom, I didn’t see anyone atfirst. I leaned against the counter, clearly noticing there was only one stallin use. It had to be her.Please, let herbe in there.If not, I was going to be a tad embarrassed.

A couple of minutes passed before I heard what sounded likecrying.Maybe my ears were playingtricks on me.Why would she be crying? Shewas pissed not five minutes ago.The stall door opened and out stepped thewoman who was going to be the death of me if I didn’t find a way to resolve ourpredicament.

“Alek? What the hell are you doing in here?” Once I realized wewere truly alone, I reached behind me and locked the door. Her eyes followed myhand and widened at the brazenness of my presumption. It was with my bold moveI realized the only way to break through her cold exterior toward me was for meto have my hands on her. All over her, to be exact.

“We need to talk. And since you won’t listen to me otherwise, I’mlocking us in here until you hear what I have to say.”

“Of course you are. Because everything has to be on your terms. Nothing’schanged, has it?” She flipped on the faucet and washed her hands. Grabbing apaper towel, she did everything she could to avert her eyes from me. “Well,it’s not going to work. I have nothing to say to you. So why don’t you go backout there and put your charms to good use on the skank at the bar.” There wasno denying the venom in her voice, and it made me happy. She still feltsomething for me; she couldn’t deny it no matter how much she tried.

“I’m not interested in her.” I took a step closer. “I only wantyou.” I took another step in her direction, forcing her to look up at me.

“Since when?” she barked. “Since when do you want me, Alek? Becauseyou’ve made it very clear the opposite is true.” She backed up when I tookanother step forward, forcing her against the edge of the vanity. “Whathappened to Cora? Couldn’t convince her to stick around?”

The simple mention of her name instantly put me on guard. I hatedthat she hurt Sara with her confrontation and lies, but at the time, it seemedthe best way to push Sara away, to make her angry with me, thinking I wasleaving her for my ex-fiancée. Obviously, it was the wrong path to take. I hadto tell her the truth.

“I never had any intention of getting back with her. She showedup out of the blue. You have to believe I had no idea she would show up at myhouse or that she ever had a conversation with you. She didn’t tell me about ituntil after you left.”

“I don’t believe anything you say to me. Once upon a time, I did.But not anymore.” Her body betrayed her words, her heaving chest playing adifferent tune than what she was saying. Nervously, her tongue wet her bottomlip and it drove me insane. All I wanted to do was bite it, begging forentrance to taste her one more time.

It’s now or never.

I was quick. I pinned her against the counter so she couldn’tmove. My mouth was on hers before she could even protest. Trying to push meaway, she struck my chest with her fists, but I didn’t budge.

I couldn’t back away.

I had to make it right again.

“Please forgive me, Sara,” I said, breaking our connection for a briefmoment. “I thought I was making the right choice to keep you safe.” Nevergiving any indication she heard my pleas, she continued to fight me. I had nochoice but to grab her flailing hands and pin them behind her back, forcing herbreasts to jut out with the re-positioning of her arms.

“Get off me. I don’t want you, Alek. Let me go.” She was so angrywith me but I knew if I was able to convince her to be with me, to have hercrave our connection again, she would change her mind. But I wouldn’t forceher. She had to want it as much as I did. It didn’t mean I’d release her hands,though; it simply meant I had to seduce her into submission.

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