Page 62 of Surrender (Angels Halo MC Next Gen)

Blondie rolled her eyes. “We don’t care if you’re married,” she whined. “You can have all three of us.”

Delaney’s glass of Diet Coke hit the bar top at the same time Jack reached over and lifted Nishia out of the danger zone. I stepped back, letting the treasure get in Blondie’s face.

“Are you freaking blind?” Delaney seethed. “That ring means he belongs to someone else. He. Is. Mine. I’m his wife. The mother of his child. His fucking treasure! And you? You’re nothing but a pathetic whore, willing to suck any man’s cock to make yourself feel like you’re worthy of something. Until he gets off.”

She pushed Blondie back. Fear flashed in the drunk girl’s eyes, while her friends tried hard not to shrink back from Delaney’s rage.

“You think you can walk up to any man you want?” Delaney demanded. “It doesn’t matter to you if he’s married or not? You have zero self-esteem that you would willinglytryto wreck another woman’s marriage just to feel better about yourself for a few minutes?”

It was as if everyone in the bar held their breath as they watched her, waiting, anticipating what Max Reid’s sweet little wife would do to the college girl who had dared to get too close.

“Go ahead. Try, bitch,” she dared, shoving Blondie back another step, causing the girl to stumble, her hair flying as she struggled to stay upright in her heels. “Try.”

I caught sight of Elias moving through the crowd, his face neutral as he approached. I gritted my teeth and turned my gaze back as Blondie’s two friends attempted to intervene.

“Hey—”

Delaney lifted her hand, effectively cutting off the friend to Blondie’s right. “Shut up,” she snarled.

Blondie was past the point of self-preservation when she glanced scathingly at the white disks of Delaney’s implants that were attached to the sides of her head. “Well, someone has to satisfy him. And I seriously doubt it’s going to be you.”

Her two friends snickered, and I decided in that split second they needed to bleed almost as much as Blondie did.

Delaney grabbed her by the hair, pulling her forward. Both friends tried to help, to protect Blondie. Kicking the one on the right in the back of the knee, I caused it to buckle. She crashed to the floor with a startled yelp just as I caught the friend to the left and jerked her backward. Feeling strands break free from her scalp, I slung her face down on the floor. With a sob of pain, she lifted her head, giving me the satisfaction of seeing blood trickling from both nostrils into her mouth.

It wasn’t nearly the amount of damage I wanted to inflict, but this wasn’t about me and taking my rage out on the friends. Delaney was the one they had insulted. It was her fight. I just wanted to make sure it was fair.

Mostly.

Max growled and lifted his wife off her feet. “Treasure, I need you,” he groaned.

Delaney released the girl in a flash, her eyes dilating as she looked up at him. She licked her lips, and he was lost.

Fighting a laugh, I watched him half stumble out of the bar while they attacked each other’s mouths. I would bet serious money on them having sex in their vehicle before they got home.

I felt the tingle of Elias’s nearness before his hand even grazed mine. When his fingers wrapped around my wrist—hard—I jerked back, fighting against the melty sensation that wanted to take hold of my entire body.

No, no, no.

He was not going to show up, smelling delicious, making me want things I’d been craving for twelve days, while chatting with his kink buddy at the office. Nope. It wasn’t fair. And I wasn’t going to give in.

His blue eyes flamed down at me, and I had to bite my tongue to keep from sticking it out at him.

“Elias.” Jack spoke up from behind the bar where he was still holding on to his fairy. “Take Nishia home for me.”

His fingers bit a little deeper into my flesh. “Sure, man. I was just leaving anyway.”

“I drove myself, dumbass,” I gritted out, locking my legs so he basically had to drag me.

“We will pick your car up tomorrow.”

His growl sent a wave of heat straight to my clit, but I still tried to stay strong. “I’m hungry. I was going to stop by Aggie’s for takeout.”

“Sammy!” he snapped, his eyes blazing. “I’ll fucking feed you. Let’s go.”

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Nishia flinch and clutch at Jack’s cut. Not liking that she was scared, even less because it was of Elias, I tried to jerk away from him. “You’re scaring Nishia!”

He lowered his head until I felt his breath on my lips. “The only one who should be afraid of me right now is you, little girl.”

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