I swallow hard, doubt swirling inside me.
“Didn’t he ghost you the rest of the weekend? Where do you think he was?”
“Let go of me.” I yank against his hold, trying to hide how his words affect me. My body is shaking, and I feel sick to my stomach.What if he’s right? Tristan said he was with Alex… But was he?
“Josh told me he and Tristan have plans to fuck Janelle.” He tugs on my wrist, pulling me closer. “Tristan plans to fuck her in the as?—”
His words are cut off as I’m yanked back, and Bryce’s hand is savagely ripped away from my wrist before I’m tugged against a familiar hard body. Tristan’s woodsy scent makes my knees weak as he whispers in my ear, “I’ve got you, kitten.”
“Well, well. I didn’t expect to see you?—”
Bryce doesn’t get a chance to finish. Tristan yanks him out of the chair and shoves him over the table, his hand wrapped around the back of his neck.
“I should kill you for touching her.” He pulls him back slightly and slams his head against the table again. “If I ever catch you touching her again, I’ll fucking cut your hand off and shove it up your ass.” The fury in Tristan’s voice causes goosebumps to skate over my skin even as I shiver from the heat coiling in my stomach. “She’s never tutoring you again, asshole. Understand?”
A vile laugh comes from Bryce. “The impossible has finally happened. You’re in love with a girl, and it’s Josh’s stepsister. The off-limits one. I’ll bet Josh will love hearing you’re fucking her—” A pained hiss comes out of him as Tristan savagely twists his hand behind his back. I cringe, waiting for it to snap.
“But you’re not going to tell, are you, Bryce? You won’t say a fucking word. Wanna know why?” I’ve never heard such an evil laugh come from Tristan. Not gonna lie. It really turns me on. “I know all about you fucking Daddy’s secretary on his desk. He wasn’t happy about the two of you flirting, was he? And yet, two weeks later, you fucked her in his office.” Tristan tsks, shaking his head. “Your mom will really be pissed and disappointed that you fucked her best friend.”
Bryce’s face is as pale as the white wall behind him. I blink in surprise, captivated by how Tristan seethes at Bryce, jawclenching, veins running down his arm and popping against his skin, easily restraining him. The power he exudes makes me hot.
Defeat registers on Bryce’s face. “I-I… I won’t talk. I won’t tell Josh.”
“You shouldn’t trust Josh. He’s the one who shared the video with me.” Tristan releases him, standing between me and Bryce. “If you ever book an appointment in the Learning Center, it will be with another tutor, or I’ll fucking ruin your life and your hockey career. Got it?”
Bryce swallows hard, nodding at Tristan, before he turns and flees from the Learning Center.
All the adrenaline disappears as the fear takes over. My legs shake before giving out on me, but before I fall, Tristan’s strong arms catch me, pulling me against his chest. “I’m so sorry.” He peppers kisses over the top of my head, rubbing my back.
I melt against his body. “Thank God you showed up when you did.” I pull back slightly, looking at his furious expression. His features soften when our eyes lock together, worry dancing in his irises. “He’ll never bother you again. I promise.” He cups my face, his thumb stroking the apple of my cheek. “If he ever looks at your tits again, I’ll gouge his fucking eyes out.”
A giggle bursts from my lips. “Eww. Don’t give them to me if you do. I don’t want them… Or any part of him.” An involuntary shiver rolls through me.
Tristan chuckles. “I promise.” His lips gently press against mine. “I’ll always protect you, kitten.”
“I know,” I whisper softly. “Why did you schedule tutoring appointments? You don’t need it.”
A panty-melting grin spreads across his face.R.I.P panties.
“It’s a brilliant plan. We’ll tell Josh you’re tutoring me so we can spend lots of time together.” His head dips, kissing theshell of my ear. “I’ll learn all the ways I can please you.” He lifts me so I’m sitting on the edge of the table. I look around, but we’re the only ones here.
Spreading my legs, he steps between them. “I just wanna touch…” His hands slide up my leggings, causing goosebumps over my skin. “Kiss.” He lowers his head, kissing my lips until I’m breathless. His lips move over my jaw until they nip at the skin on my neck. “And suck…” I moan, tilting my head as he sucks on my neck, marking me. My hands slide to his back, fisting his shirt as he kisses over the spot he just marked, moving back up to my face. His eyes burn with intensity. “No part of your body will be left untouched. And then I’ll stick my cock deep inside you and fuck you in every imaginable position.”
Bryce’s words run through my head, causing my spine to snap straight. Releasing his shirt, I pull back. “Tristan. We can’t…” My voice sounds weak to my ears. I want to believe him.
His brow furrows. “What is it, Jordyn?”
I bite my lip. “Something Bryce said… It made me uneasy.”
“Tell me.”
I recite the horrible things he said to me, cringing and feeling ill by the time I’m finished.
“He’s a fucking liar. I was with Alex, and Bryce knows that because he and Landin were there.” His brows lower, and his expression tightens from anger. “I don’t want to fuck Janelle. I don’t care if she walks in here naked.” His thumb pulls on my lip, freeing it from my teeth. “There’s only one woman I want. You.” Green eyes pierce mine, a promise burning in them. “You’re all I see. All I think about. The only one I desire.”
Licking his thumb, the groan from Tristan lights my nerves on fire.
“Let’s go to your office, and I’ll prove it to you.”