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Fiona

Istormed back inside, my hands shaking from anger. Who the fuck did Tony think he was? What the fuck kind of game was he trying to play? Calling me a dick tease and using the fact thathetook my virginity against me? The goddamn nerve.

I waved at Ari on the dancefloor with our other friends, wanting her to think I was okay so I could get another few minutes alone. I didn’t want to admit to her that Tony got to me so badly. I went straight to the bar and leaned against the counter, surrounded by groups of people laughing loudly and spilling their drinks on the floor. I dropped my head and tried to slow my racing heart.

I wanted to get drunk; I wanted to get absolutely smashed and forget that Tony hurt me like this. Forget that it hurt so bad because I still wanted him with every atom of my being.

God, Fiona! You’re an idiot!

Even after he told me it was never going to happen again, that he took me upstairs for one thing and that was it, that he only did it because I wanted him to take my virginity—even after hearing all that, I was still so fucking hooked on him.

I couldn’t believe it; I went outside to get some fresh air because all I could think about was him—and then there he was. Inside, I’d struggled to get him off my mind, no matter how much I danced or drank. Every guy in the club suddenly looked like him or sounded like him, or they were just so different from him that I ended up comparing them to him!Urg!

I came out tonight to have fun, not needing any kind of male attention. And there had been guys, many guys, who approached me to dance or buy me a drink, and I’d turned them all down. I wasn’t here for that. I was an engaged woman, and I was going to act like it.

But then I saw him right there outside, leaning up against his car, wearing his stupidly sexy black jeans and loose button-up shirt that showed off his chest and all his stupid ink. He looked stupidly hot! And that pissed me off!

When the bartender approached me, I looked up but saw Tony’s guys on the other side of the circular bar. Ace was sitting there with a girl between his legs, cozying up to him, yet he was watching me curiously. Obviously, he could see that I was fucking fuming. I waved the bartender off and spun around to go to the restroom. I wasn’t going to wait around for Tony to join his friends and stare at me, too.

I found a long line outside the ladies’ toilets and sighed in frustration. I couldn’t wait. I needed to be alone, and I obviously couldn’t go outside again. I saw a service corridor behind the restrooms and walked around the corner, then pressed my back against the cold concrete wall and dropped my face into my hands.

The next moment, I felt a tight grip on my arm, pulling me away from the wall. I looked up and saw Tony, furiously throwing open a door that led to a cleaning storeroom and hauling me inside.

“You want me to take what I want, Fiona?”

I tried to pull my arm free, but his hand was wrapped entirely around it, holding me, and shoving me against the wall as he slammed the door closed.

“Tony!” I struggled. “Let me go!”

“Not a chance, princess.” His voice grew deep and dangerous. “Do you know how many times I’ve saved your ass? How many times have I stopped exactly this from happening to you? All those men out there are monsters, Fiona! If I could find you alone back here, then so could they!”

There was a bright stream of moonlight coming through the little window on my side, only enough to light up the silhouette of his face and shoulders looming above me. I should have felt scared, but I didn’t. It was Tony.

“Well, look at you now, Tony!” I raged. The music was pumping so loud that I doubted anyone would hear even if they pressed their ear to the door. “All that work for nothing! Turns out you’re the real monster here!”

He grabbed my chin and angled my face up to the light. “Do you really believe that? Do you really?”

My chest heaved with anger, but I was silent. I didn’t believe it and lying to Tony was something I just couldn’t do. I might have called him all sorts of names but to tell an outright lie? I couldn’t.

There was so much anger in me, yet I felt like crying. It was so stupid! Tony was still staring at me, all I could see were the dark shadows of his face, but I knew he could see my eyes in the moonlight. He could see that I was tearing up. After a long while, realizing that he wasn't going to leave until I gave him an answer, I spoke through my clenched teeth.

“No.”

I felt him change, though his body didn’t actually move. His grip on my arm and chin loosened slightly, and the air rushing out of his mouth stopped blowing against my face. He kept staring at me silently, and I wondered if he really hadn’t expected that answer.

Did he really think I believed he was a monster? After all he’s done to protect me and look after me? Of course I knew he was the good guy. It made staying away from him that much harder.

Suddenly, his head dropped, and he kissed me. As if answering my prayers, his mouth crashed against mine, and I immediately opened up to him. His hand let go of my chin and gripped the back of my neck instead, holding me in place while his tongue dug into my mouth and pulled mine into his.

Oh God, he tastes so fucking amazing.I hated that I missed this taste.

A small, helpless moan escaped my mouth, and I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling myself up by his shoulders to press my body against him. I was desperate, so relieved to be able to feel his body after the ugliness outside.

He dropped both hands to my ass and groped me, pulling my body up against his already hardening dick. I lifted my legs and wrapped them around his hips, feeling the cold wall against my back.

Our mouths slid against each other so deliciously, tongues darting in and out, teeth pulling at lips, and our breaths hot against each other’s skin. Tony kept pulling my body against his, and I couldn’t help but hang from his neck and grind myself up against him.

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