Page 41 of Tesio
Alex leaned past me and groaned.
“Jesus, is that who I think it is?”
Shit. “I don’t care,” I said firmly, grabbing my things and heading for the door.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Was she fucking kiddingme? Handing me my ass was pretty much expected, and was it hot as fuck? Hell yeah, but ditching me like that? What the fuck was that about? I mean, sure, we’d had a little tiff, and she’d blocked me and avoided me, and then the Halloween night happened, where I kinda had to blow her off, because what else could I do, but damn. I got that asshole’s hands off her, and she didn’t even thank me. I even let him keep his hands, and that was harder than I thought it’d be.
Speaking of the asshole, was I the only one who noticed that he disappeared not long after her, while I stood in the middle of the dancefloor like an impotent prick?
“I’m gonna head off,” I said to Rocket and Stag, who’d stayed by the bar and watched my big humiliation with wide grins.
“Gotta go make nice with the pretty police lady, Grease?”
“Get fucked. It’s just a thing we do for foreplay. You guys should try getting your dicks wet sometime. Might improve your moods.”
I headed out of that dumb bar, which really wasn’t my kinda place, but was it a freaky coincidence that she was there too? I mean, she was there with a whole bunch of fucking cops, I was guessing, since I recognised a few of them, even out of uniform.
I heard a hissed curse, and my head spun to follow the sound, which was followed by the sound of a slap, and a scuffle. If he was touching her, I’d break his fucking neck right there where he stood. Rage started to fill me like a fucking wave of fire. I’dkillhim.
I ran down the alley and there they were. She was struggling with the blonde cunt, who thought he had some kind of right to harass her, especially knowing she was a cop.
I grabbed the back of his neck and dragged him away from her, before I slammed his face against the rough brick wall, and kicked the back of his legs. He crumpled with a grunt, and a string of curses, and it was only when I grabbed him again and drew my fist back, fury roaring through every fucking inch of me, that a soft hand grabbed my wrist. A split second later that soft hand tightened, and she added her other arm and more pressure, and hauled my arm behind my back, making me bark out a shocked laugh.
“Uh, babe? You’re tackling the wrong fucking guy here. You do know he’s the one who was assaulting you, right?”
I slammed my foot into the guy’s back and released him, turning with her grip to drag her up against me.
“It’s okay, little pain, you’re safe now.”
The next sound of a slap was her hand against my cheek, and whoa, was it meant to make me so fucking horny? The sting left behind by her touch was fading way too fast though, and her attention was back on the guy groaning on the ground.
“He thought I lied,” she said quietly, and it took me a moment to absorb her words, stepping up close, ready to get her to repeat them.
“Wait, what?” She turned to look at me over her shoulder, and there was vulnerability in those eyes. I don’t think I’d ever seen anything in her eyes except anger or confidence,power. Right now she looked like he’d deflated her, and I wanted to stomp on the cunt’s face until he stopped breathing for good.
“Go back in the bar, little pain. I’ll get rid of him for you,” the urgency in my words broke through a little of the haze, and she blinked a few times, glancing at him before she looked back at me again.
“Wait. Get rid of him how?”
I grinned, folding my arms and leaning back against the wall.
“How do you think? He’ll never bother you again, I can promise you that.”
The last of the confusion bled from her face, and she practically recoiled, taking a step back from me.
“You’re talking about… about killing him? Grease, are you out of your fucking mind? He gets arrested, that’s how this goes down. Killing? You don’t say things like that to a fucking police officer!”
I shrugged, completely unconcerned by her outrage, because what did she think guys like me did when someone caused us trouble? Worse than that, when they hurt our women? The fuck?Ourwomen? She wasn’t mine. Was she?
“Babe, it’s easy. You turn and leave, and he disappears. Everyone’s happy, see? No more potential rapist, one less asshole on the street, and you don’t have to do a ton of paperwork. Really, when you think about it, I’d be doing you a favour.”
Her little fists clenched, and she glanced down the alley, towards the street where she really should have remained, instead of taking what I assumed was a fucking shortcut.
“Babe?”
Her breath left her in a sharp gasp, and honestly, I thought she was about to accept my kind offer, but instead, she waved her hand to someone.
