Page 76 of Iris
Those two words slam into my guts.
I turn to him.
I wait. Holding the eye contact. He doesn’t continue so I throw out angry, sharp signing,
he signs back.
I sign this slow, deliberate. I want names, addresses, weapons. Fuck, I want to castrate them in the most extreme way possible for daring to touch property that isn’t theirs to even look at.
I don’t even need weapons.
Because he doesn’t mean scare. He means assault, and he’s trying to smooth the edges of my anger so I don’t scare her.
But the thing about Icy is she’s a fuck of a lot braver than he might think. Resilient, too. Not that Omega girls are my thing anymore. Not rich ones.
he signs.
That’s a complicated word.
“This some kind of date?” I ask him. “When I said to watch her, I meant keep an eye on her and follow her to the rendezvous point. Not hold hands like you’re thirteen, Xav.”
He looks heavenward.
“I don’t need a babysitter,” she snaps, crossing her arms.
I smile. “Sweet Icy, he wasn’t meant to babysit, he was meant to keep his hands to himself and make sure you didn’t bring the Council down on us.”
“And here I thought this was a date,” she says, sarcastically. She arches a brow and looks around. “I assume this where you bring all your dates, you seem the type. Next time let me know and I’ll dress up for the occasion.”
Xavier signs.
Asshole.
“Don’t do that. I like my women wearing what I dictate them to wear.”
“A real modern man,” she says.
“I am. And I know what I like women wearing.” I flick my gaze over her ridiculous dress.
She narrows her eyes. “And what’s that? A potato sack? Lingerie?”
I step up to her but I don’t touch. Something tells me touching her right now’s dangerous and wrong. I believe Xavier when he says she’s fine.
The guys didn’t get far at all, but still there’s a tremor she can’t control and a tiny, involuntary step back. So yeah, I don’t touch.
I do move in closer. “Interesting choices.”
She smells a little stronger, all those blooming fucking irises with their subtly tantalizing scent under her blocker that reacts to her skin.
Abruptly I move away. Because too close, and I get why those two Alphas wanted her.
“I don’t care. I didn’t run off from the ball to be taunted, Killian. Why are we here and not at the spot you texted?”
“Because that’s not where it is.”
