“I’ll collect it tomorrow,” I grunted.
“What about Ty?”
“I’ll get word to Tyler, don’t worry,” I knew Josh would let him know I’d taken Isabella home, but I also knew that would be all he’d say.
“I really should tell him,” she called over the music, yanking me to a standstill.
“Isabella,” I backed her against the wall in the barely lit corner, near the door. “For once will you please for once just do as you’re fuckin’ told?”
“Arturo… I don’t take orders from you. If anything you’re the one who should be taking orders.” Her eyes narrowed in anger.
Oh so she wants to play that game? Fine!
Shrugging, I shoved her legs apart and ran my finger up her leg towards her quivering pussy. “Alright then, love. I’ll play. Tell me to stop.”
“Arturo…” Her pupils pulsed as she sank her teeth into her bottom lip.
“Go on, give me an order.” I whispered, lightly stroking her soaked core. “Tell me to stop, or tell me to finger fuck you, right here in my mate’s bar.”
“What do you want from me, Arturo?” She whispered.Was she serious?Her eyes searched mine for some sort of sign, some sort of answer. “Is this just because you find the chase fun? Or is it because I’m the one woman you can’t have.” She wrapped her slender fingers around my wrist, effectively stopping me.
“No,” I sighed, resting my forehead against hers. We were both breathing heavily. “The truth is… I haven’t been able to stop thinkin’ about you since the night we met, despite the fact you stole my bike and are by far the most infuriatin’ woman I have ever met.” I cupped her neck softly. The gesture caused her eyes to drop to my lips.
“Arturo, what you’re feeling… It isn’t real.” Her voice hitched at this. “I’m just someone to pass the time with until something better comes along.”
Ah, so that was what her meltdown in the office was about? Were my feelings not fuckin’ obvious?
“Bella,” I cupped her face with both hands, thumbs stroking her cheeks.”Have I ever given you reason to believe I feel you’re just someone to play with or a fill in until somethin’ better comes along?
“N-No.” Her fingers trembled as they traced the hem of my t-shirt. Frustrated, I dropped my hands and stared up at the ceiling, reining my anger in.
“Then I don’t want to hear you repeatin’ it, alright?” I insisted, glancing back down with one eyebrow raised. She nodded before leaning her head to my chest. Giving into temptation, I dropped a kiss on her hair and gripped the back of her neck to pull her tight against me. After a moment, I took her hand and said,“Let’s go,” before tugging her towards the exit.
The sound of her heels clicked across the concrete as we stepped outside into the cool evening breeze. The sharp intake of breath from my side indicated just how chilly it had become. I shrugged my leather jacket off and laid it over her shoulders.
“Thank you,” she whispered as she slid her arms into the sleeves—her hands disappearing beneath the thick, heavy leather.
“It’s nothin’.” And that’s what it was, nothing, just a small gesture to the woman who was worming her way deeper and deeper into my soul with each passing day. The best part was she had no idea she was doing it.
“Wait, does my father know I took your bike?” I blinked out of my reverie and turned to see her staring sheepishly ahead.
“I didn’t tell him,” I replied, “but that doesn’t mean your mother hasn’t.”
“You told my mom?” She gasped as she snatched her hand away.
“I already told you she knew you’d gone out without tellin’ anyone!”
“Why did you tell her?” She threw her arms out before letting them drop back down to her sides.
“I was angry, Bella!” I snapped, my voice rising with each word.
“And if you hadn’t followed me, I’d have gotten home tonight without anyone catchi?—”
“If you really believe that, then you’re kiddin’ yourself, darlin’. Oh, and,ifI hadn’t followed you tonight, would you even be comin’ home? Or would you be spendin’ the evenin’ bangin’ that bellend?”
“Who?” She cocked her head to the side.
“The fuckin’ twat I caught tryin’ to shove his hands up your dress.”