Page 20 of Enchanted with the Orc
“David—” I started, but he gave a slight shake of his head that had me snapping my mouth closed.
I’m sure he was going to explain everything to me, but he wanted privacy. I could understand that. Maybe there was something else that was wrong. Had I done something? I was sure that I had. That was the only reason he could be this angry.
“I don’t like you talking to other males,” he told me as we neared the car. His voice was low and furious, and I frowned.
“But I wasn’t flirting or anything, David. We were talking about you—”
He spun so suddenly, that I gasped. He was much taller than I was, and the way he was looming over me was threatening in a way that I’d never felt before. I was going to take a step back, but his hands came up, gripping my arms and digging in. I was certain he wasn’t meaning to, but the fury in his eyes told me something else.
“He wanted you. I could see it. Why can’t you?” he growled, and I gaped at him.
This isn’t the David I know.
I was too startled to respond, but he must have seen the sudden fear that gripped me in my eyes because he released me, rubbing his palms across his face.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled against his fingers, before shoving them through his hair with frustration. “But you have to know that males don’t just want to talk. They want more. And you’re too innocent to see it, Tasia, but I can. I know what they’re like. He wasn’t just chatting with you. Hewantedyou.”
“Oh,” I gasped, reaching out to take his arm in a weak hold. “No, he’s married. He—”
“Marriage doesn’t matter to males like him, Tas,” he sighed, rolling his eyes.
He’s… jealous.
Never in my entire life would I have ever guessed that a male would be jealous of other males nearme.I wasn’t the typical type that they would get possessive over. I was overweight, short and most definitely not very pretty. While my coven often lied to me about it, I saw the kind of females that caught the eyes of males and I didnotfit that bill.
The fact that David was being this way aboutmefilled me with the hope that maybehesaw me that way. That I was beautiful to him.
Biting my lip, I lowered my gaze as I shook my head. “I told you before. You’re the only one for me.”
“You say that now,” he huffed, shaking his head. “But one day there’s going to be a male who’ll take you from me.”
“Never,” I insisted, reaching out to hold his arms again. “I’m telling you, you’re the only one for me.”
And he was. He had to be. He wasn’t my true mate. I’d already begged one of the members of my coven to check for me, but that was unlikely anyway. Most witches never met their true mate. It was something that we hoped for, but knew that the likelihood was low.
He narrowed his gaze on my face, searching for a long moment, and I had no idea what he was looking for. After a while, his body relaxed, and he nodded. “Promise?” he asked, reaching out to tuck my frizzy hair behind my ear.
“Promise,” I told him, just so I could see that smile curve his lips. He was happy again. My thudding heart slowed and I was levitating in glee when he took my hand and led me to the car. He opened the passenger door for me and I moved to get seated, but I wasn’t fast enough, because the door slammed on my foot and a shout of pain left my lips.
He yanked the door open at once, gaping down at my foot as I reached down to cup it. “I’m so sorry,” he murmured, kneeling to take my foot into his hand and run his fingers lightly down the side where it had taken the brunt of the hit. I wanted to yank away from him, but he held my heel firmly in his hand.
“I didn’t mean to,” he told me, his brow furrowed as he looked up at me. Helookedcontrite, but there was something in his eyes that hadn’t been there on our last two dates. Something that sent a shiver down my spine.
“It’s okay,” I gasped, shaking my head and giving him a tremulous smile, trying to get rid of the feeling that he’dmeantto do that. He’d been looking at me the entire time. He’d have known that I wasn’t inside yet, but… why would he? It made no sense.
“I’m fine,” I told him as he kept up with the apologies. “Don’t worry about it.”
Telling myself that I was being ridiculous, I reached out to put my hand on his shoulder, letting him know that I was fine. I gave him a brighter smile, and he leaned his head down to kiss the back of my hand.
With one final swipe of his thumb over the side of my foot, he made sure that I was tucked safely inside, asking twice before he closed the door again. When he moved to the driver’s side of the car, I watched him settle inside, his hand coming over to take mine.
“Did I ruin our date?” he asked me with his brows furrowed. He looked so contrite, that I couldn’t stop myself from forgiving him, shoving aside the misgivings churning in my gut. This was my first relationship. I was being suspicious for no reason. It was an accident and now that I knew where he was coming from, I just had to be careful with my interactions with other males. I was going to be his cherished girlfriend and I wanted that more than anything.
“Of course not,” I told him, giving his fingers a slight squeeze. “Every date that I go on with you is perfect.”
His grin was quick and sweet—just like it always was. He leaned forward, pressing his lips to mine and after a moment of hesitation, I kissed him back, delighting in the fact that this male wanted me.
“Then do you want to go back to my place?” he asked, his eyes twinkling with mischief. I swallowed hard, not sure I wanted to end the night like this. Going to his place had to mean sex. I was almost certain it was what he expected of me, and I’d been bracing myself for it all night.
