Page 22 of An Unhinged Wedding

Like she can hear my thoughts, she says, “Trev. I belong to you, remember? I don’t want anyone else.”

I hold her in place in front of the hostess stand and whisper into her ear, “Careful, Kitten. Hearing you talk like that gets my dick so fucking hard. I might have to take you into the bathroom and fuck your beautiful cunt.”

Her cheeks blush a deep red color that doesn’t help my hard cock situation. Fuck, she’s so damn gorgeous.

The hostess spots us and rushes over, “I have your private room, Mr. Kincaid.”

We follow the waitress, and Mia groans, “Yeah, at least they were just looking at me. I bet you a hundred bucks she slips you, her number.”

I chuckle, “Will you kill her if she does?”

Mia tilts her head to the side, “Maybe I’ll kill her while I make you fuck me.”

We get into our private dining room, and I pull her chair out. She sits down while smiling at me. I take the seat across from her and growl, “Beautiful. Fucking. Psycho.”

Not sparing a glance at the waitress who entered a few minutes ago, I say, “The usual. That’s all.”

“So, I’ve never asked because I wasn’t sure I wanted to know. For some reason, while it shouldn’t matter, I feel like I need to know.”

“Kitten, just ask. You know I’m an open book with you.”

She sits in her chair with her hands on her lap, twisting her fingers nervously. I can’t for the life of me figure out what she wants to ask that has her so unsettled.

“Kitten,” I growl.

Her gaze turns to the couch on the far side of the room. She’s hyper-focused on it, “Did you bring a lot of women here?”

“A few,” I answered honestly. I won’t lie to her.

She tenses up even more and then asks, “Did you fuck them? Here?”

“Mia, eyes on me.”

Her gaze snaps to mine. Fuck, so obedient.

“Nobody that came before you matter. They never did. And now they sure as hell don’t matter.”

The waitress comes in with our food and wine and sets it on the table between us.

“Leave us and lock the door on your way out.”

She nods and scurries out and does as she was told.

“Did you fuck her? Is that why she just does what she's told? You trained her?”

She is pressing her luck tonight, but I know she’s upset, so I’ll give her a little length on this attitude she’s got.

“I did not fuck her. The entire staff does what they’re told because I saved the owner’s daughter when she was kidnapped. That was before you, Kitten.”

She gasps, “I’m sorry. I thought-”

I shake my head, “I know exactly what you thought. Since it bothers you so much, I did not fuck anyone in here, ever. However, if I had, it shouldn’t matter. I have a past Mia. A life before you. One that didn’t matter worth a damn until you walked into my world. I don’t know where this insecurity is coming from. I don’t like it one bit. You are the center of my fucking universe. There will never be another woman.”

She hangs her head in shame, and that wasn’t my goal. I never want to make her feel bad about herself.

“Kitten, come here.”

My girl walks over to me like a dog with its tail between its legs. I pull her onto my lap, “Did I do something to make you feel this way?”

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