Page 104 of Anteros' Return

“You shouldn’t have done that,” he spat, blood trickling down his chin. “I’ll report you. Your career will be over.”

“You need witnesses for that, Mike.” Harry scoffed. “Did anyone here see Beck hit Mike?” he asked around to the people who drank beside us.

They all shook their heads in unison, standing by me and turning on Mike. I brought myself down to his level, making sure my voice was hushed so only he could hear. “How does it make you feel, Mike, hmm? I achieved in mere weeks what you couldn’t in years.” I had to admit that blow felt good, too good in fact, as I laughed in his face.

“You fucking—” he spat, steam practically coming from his ears as if he were some type of cartoon.

“You see, Mike, you’re done here, so I’m going to say it one more time. Fuck off back to whatever hole you crawled out of.” I was livid as I directed all the anger I had to the crumpled messon the floor. “I don’t want to see your face here or around my family again.”

Before he could say anything else, the usual bouncers, Jax and Abe, grabbed him and began to drag him outside as he kicked and screamed.

“You saw him hit me!” he shouted, struggling against Jax's hold.

“I don’t recall that happening, fella.” Their grip tightened on him as he screamed from the pressure. “It’s time for you to go. You’re barred.”

The doors closed on the three of them as the barman handed me a free pint.

“Here’s to getting rid of bad rubbish.” Ollie laughed as he held up his glass to cheers with mine and Harry’s.

After another couple of pints, I was ready to head back home to Em. Imagining her naked in our bed was enough to make me want to bloody sprint home.

Are you awake?

Better yet, are you naked?

I might be ;)

I’m already halfway out the door x

I shoved my phone in my pocket before turning back to the boys, unable to hide my smirk.

“Boys, I’m off home. Em is waiting for me.”

“Oh, yeah, gotta make the most of that child-free night, haven’t you?” Ollie teased as Harry groaned.

“Mate, do you have to?” Harry shot ashut-the-fuck-uplook to Ollie who laughed it off.

“Nah, I don’t, but it's hilarious winding you up. You’re too easy.”

“And on that note, I’m off.” I held my hand up in a wave before making my way outside, the bitter air shocking me.

I shrugged off my jacket and locked the front door before heading upstairs to see Em, the effects of the beer finally kicking in.

I walked into the bedroom, and there she was. Despite a thin duvet covering her body, I knew she was naked beneath, just as she promised. She glanced up from her book as she took me in. Every single inch. She seemed to like what she saw until her eyes landed on my hand… The one I punched Mike with.Shit.

“Beck! What happened?!” She threw off the covers, rushing over to me to check my knuckles.

I couldn’t even focus on the words that left those perfectly sculpted lips. How the hell could I? She was fully fucking naked, and I was getting hard just looking at her. She took my hand in hers, examining it until I stopped.

“Never-mind my hand. I can’t concentrate on anything other than you right now.” I lifted her just enough to lay her back on the bed as her eyes met mine, captivating me instantly.

“Beck, please?—”

I brought my lips down to hers, cutting off what she was trying to ask of me. A rush of heat surged through me as her lips moved softly, yet urgently, against mine. My hand found its way to the small of her back the second she arched herself into me, pulling her even closer. Every touch, every movement, was charged with an intensity that left me fucking breathless.

Her fingers tangled in my hair, and a soft sigh escaped her, making my cock twitch beneath my jeans. She’d given into me,no longer worrying about what happened to my hand as she began to unbutton my shirt, each one easier than the last. My lips never left hers as our tongues clashed in a passionate kiss.

“Fuck me, Beck.” She whimpered against my lips as I teased her lower lip between my teeth.

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