Page 67 of Between Brothers

“You’re a pretty girl, Hayley.” I blushed faintly as I did with every compliment that came my way.

“Thank you,” I murmured and then asked, “Do you know what you want to order?”

The boys placed their orders and I wrote everything down carefully, also afraid of what the reaction would be if I got something wrong. The fact that they were all in here like they owned my father’s diner was off putting to say the least. The fact that they were loud and rowdy another.

Tension rode the air, thick enough to slice with a knife and I wished that I knew what to do about it but they hadn’t done anything. I just knew when someone wasn’t being sincere, or nice, and the one in the red polo was clearly the ringleader of this little circus.

I served them their food and they talked and laughed, but red polo’s eyes followed me wherever I went in the dining room. Travelling up my legs, lingering on my ass, and staring pretty unabashedly at my tits when I went over to ask how their food was. I froze when he took liberties and put his hand on my waist as he talked to me.

“Why don’t you leave with us?” he suggested. “We could show you a good time, tonight, take you home in the morning, might even have the maid make you some breakfast. See how the other half lives…”

I pushed his hand off my hip way more politely than he deserved and said, “Thank you for the offer, but I have a boyfriend. I don’t think he would appreciate it.”

I turned to walk away and he grabbed my wrist. I startled, dropping the pitcher of water I’d brought to refill the one guy’s glass and it hit the edge of the table, ice water dumping from the knee down along my left leg and soaking into my Chuck.

Off balance from trying to avoid the water he pulled me down into his lap, his hand gripping the top of my thigh.

“Stop!” I said. “Let me go, please.”

“I don’t want to let you go, and somehow, I don’t think you want me to let you go either…” He ran his hand up my leg and cupped my pussy through my tights and panties. I froze in absolute shock, the door swinging open.

“I said let me go,” I said strongly and squirmed in his lap trying to get away from his groping hand.

A loud whistle split the air and I whipped my head around. Cell stared down at us and murder was in his eyes. I reached out and he took my hand and pulled me past him, flinging me at Blue.

I crashed gratefully into Blue’s arms and he pressed my face into his chest, his arms going protectively around me. Everything was happening so fast, the next thing I knew, someone was screaming, then the screaming was muffled. I went to turn my head but Blue pressed it tight against his chest, resting his chin on the top of my head, keeping me from looking.

I wanted to look, I needed to see, but Blue wouldn’t let me and that just made me want to look more.

“Shh, it’s alright my little one, I’ve got you now.”

I let him hold me and held back to him tightly, but I wanted to know so I fought his hold and turned back so that I could see Cell, afraid for him. I mean, there were four of them and only one of him and my Blue…

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