Page 11 of Destry

Her jaw tightened and she groaned. "You’re an ass."

I grinned. "I’ve been told."

She knocked my hand away, but came with me, and that was all that fucking mattered.

I led her through the crowd, not saying a word, just letting her get that shit off her chest. I could feel the heat rolling off her. That damn irritation was clear in how stiff her shoulders were, but she followed. That alone was a win.

When we got far enough away from prying eyes, I finally turned to face her.

"Something on your mind, Rebel?"

Her arms crossed and her eyes narrowed. "You always drag women away from conversations and threaten men who want their attention or am I just special?"

I grinned. Yeah I’d threatened ol’ boy, couldn’t really lie about that, so I left that alone. "You’re real fucking special, Rebel."

She huffed. "Why would you care that I was talking to someone else?"

"What makes you think I care?"

"You’re too damn close to her..." She repeated my words and locked her arms over her chest.

"I just thought we had a deal. You owe me a drink. Figured I’d come collect before you tried to sneak off and to make sure you weren’t making deals with anyone else?"

Her eyes flickered, just for a second, but I caught it. A mix of annoyance and attraction. She damn sure didn’t want me to see that shit.

She squared her shoulders. "I was going to keep my word."

"Good," I murmured, letting my eyes drop just long enough to make her shift from the attention. "Wouldn’t want you running from me, Rebel."

She scoffed. "The only thing I’d run from is your ego but it’s so damn big that it would be impossible."

I chuckled. No matter how attracted she was, she damn sure didn’t fuck with me.

"Run to me not from me?" I moved closer and gripped her waist. I half expected her to pull away but she didn’t. Instead, she tilted her chin up. "Yeah, hard pass."

I took a step closer until my body touched hers, watching the way her breath caught, the way her fingers twitched like she was fighting the urge to touch me.

"Funny," I said, keeping my voice low. "You seem really bothered by me for someone who doesn’t want to be close to me."

She sighed clearly trying to rein herself in. "I don’t get bothered. I get annoyed."

"Same thing."

"No, it’s not."

"Well, either way, I got your attention."

She shook her head. "God, you’re exhausting."

"You’re sexy as fuck."

That did it. Her jaw locked, and for a second, I thought she was gonna storm off. But then, she did something that made my dick so damn hard I wasn’t sure I would get out of here without someone else noticing.

"Fine," she said. "Let’s get this drink over with so I can go back to ignoring you."

I smiled big as hell. "I knew you fucked with me."

She rolled her eyes, but I saw the way her lips twitched just barely like she was fighting a smile.

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