Page 105 of On The Rocks

I relaxed as Griffin lifted me against his chest.

“Man.” The woman who was helping me released a plaintive noise as she let out a sigh. “I never get that kind of luck.”

“What the hell happened?” His voice was tight with anger.

I tried to look over his shoulder to thank the girl, but he was pushing through the crowd at warp speed, and I lost her in the crowd. “I’m fine. You can put me down.”

“Let’s just get you outside.” He shifted me against him as he dodged people before pushing through the doors into the cool night.

“Griffin. Put me down.”

He just kept walking toward the truck at the back of the parking lot.

I didn’t want to own up to the fact that it was probably better that he did. It was like that chick had aimed for my temple.

What the hell did I do to her?

Just because I got serenaded from my...

Ugh, I just didn’t want to think about labels when my brain felt like a smashed watermelon.

Distantly, I heard the catcalls as he strode through the parking lot, which only increased the tension in his shoulders. The speed with which he walked didn’t help my scrambled brain.

Finally, he got to the truck and went around to the passenger side with me. “Open it,” he growled.

I reached for the door and lifted the handle when the door cracked open, he used his hip to swing it wide and set me inside. He turned my face and winced. “Already getting a shiner.”

“Great,” I muttered. “I swear, it felt like she was aiming for me. What the hell did I do to her?”

“I don’t know, baby.” He gently touched the side of my eye, and I pulled away. “Okay, okay. I’ve got a bag of peas in my freezer with your name on it.”

“I had many plans for you tonight that are now ruined.”

“Bath and peas for you.”

“Those were not my plans.”

He laughed and kissed my swollen cheek. “That’s okay. I like taking care of you.”

“I know, you must have some crazy mental defect.”

He swung my legs into the truck. “I swear, when you’re spicy, I just want to do it more.”

I settled my palm against his cheek. “Okay, hero. Take me home.”

He kissed the center of my palm then he stepped back.

How the hell had the most amazing night gone from sexy and fun to absolute trash?

Chapter 22

Griffin

Confessions

Itried to control the way my tires dipped into the ruts in the road to my place.

Lennon stiffened on each bump, but there wasn’t much I could do. Thank God, it wasn’t a rainy night.

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