Page 25 of Accidentally Forever
Dudebro number two slid his hand up her shirt and squeezed without even a hello, when Aria twisted, elbowing the man in the gut. I hadn’t even realized I was moving until I was there.
Aria had taken care of it herself and the guy was already breathing heavily, but I still couldn’t help myself. I had the man pinned to the wall, my forearm pressed against his throat in two steps.
“You think it’s okay to touch a woman without consent?” I said, my voice so pointed, it was scarier than a growl.
“Who the fuck are you?” the guyrasped.
Considering the man could talk, I wasn’t pressing hard enough. So I leaned in. “Different answer.”
The guy’s eyes bulged. “Shit.” A choking rasp. “I didn’t realize she was yours.”
She wasn’t. And never would be. She was off-limits for so many reasons.
“You’re really not getting this. You touch a woman like that without asking? You deserve to get your nuts ripped off. So why don’t you apologize.”
The guy blinked and looked over my shoulder to where I knew Aria stood. “Sorry,” he croaked.
“You know, it took you a little too long to get to why what you did was wrong. So maybe I’m the one who will take your nuts instead of him,” Aria said the threat so sweetly, that my dick got hard just thinking about it. Damn, that woman was something.
“Sorry,” he said again, looking a little scared. About time.
Before I could do anything though, there was a tap on my shoulder, and I raised brow at security. “Hi Jim.”
The guy rolled his eyes. “Thank you for handling this for now. But I can take care of it from here.”
I glared at the man. “You were a little late handling itnow.”
“I was right behind you, but I didn’t realize you were asprinter, instead of just a boxer,” he said with another roll of his eyes, and I let the little weasel go. Jim and the rest of security dragged the guy out, as well as his friends. Most of the women in the club cheered, and I shook my head.
Men. Disgusting creatures.
And as my cock pressed against my zipper by the mere presence of Aria, I included myself in that.
“Well, I’m going to get another drink,” Aria said, and I watched as she walked back to the bar, my gaze glued to her ass. I cleared my throat as I caught Lex staring at me. I saw the worry in his gaze for his cousin and the fact he’d moved away from the redhead and toward us. I shook my head, letting him know I’d handled it, and he backed down.
Mistake.
I followed Aria to the bar, like she was the Pied Piper and I couldn’t stay away.
“Tequila?” she asked.
The thought of it made me want to gag, but I nodded in answer anyway.
She held up two fingers, and the bartender immediately slid over to accommodate her. When the guy met my gaze, he moved his hand from the well to the top shelf, and I nodded.
As I owned the place, I only got the best. Not that anyone knew I owned the place. The fact that some guyhad dared to touch Aria underneathmyroof, he was lucky I hadn’t killed him. And Jim would be faster next time.
I trained him for a reason.
“Why do you always get the fancy things without saying anything?” Aria asked as she tilted toward me.
I shook my head. “This stuff is good enough you don’t need salt or lime. I get the fancy shit because I’m a gentleman.”
She snorted, and I just grinned.
With my gaze on hers, both of us tapped the glass to the bar and took the shot with ease. The tequila was so good that there was no burn, and it was probably better as a sipping drink, but I didn’t do swill. I’d been born with a silver spoon in my mouth, after all, and some things never went away.
We set our glasses down, and Aria shivered.
