Page 45 of Jilted
His cell phone rang, momentarily distracting him. He pulled it from his pocket, expecting it to be his mom checking in again. It wasn’t. It was Vanessa.
Brett’s finger hesitated over the answer button. She’d been calling twice a day every day since the wedding. He should just answer and get it over with. Tell her that he wasn’t angry with her and that he wished her the best in life. But then he glanced up and saw a man talking to Amy. The man repeatedly tried to reach for Amy, to touch her, and each time she’d shake her head and pull away from him.
Oh, hell no! Looking was one thing. Touching was another. Brett quickly rejected the call and approached Amy. He put his arm around her waist and pulled her to him. “Is there a problem here?”
Amy looked relieved to see him. She put one hand on his lower back and the other on his chest. “No, there’s no problem.” She smiled at him.
“Yeah, no problem here.” The man slowly backed up with his hands in the air.
Brett continued to glare at him until he turned and walked away. “Are you okay? He looked like he was grabbing at you.”
“I’m fine,” she assured him. “Thanks for coming to my rescue though.”
He pulled her to his chest as if they were dancing but kissed her instead. “Anything for you, baby.”
She smiled against his lips and then kissed him again. “You haven’t danced with me all night.”
“I was waiting for the right song,” he said as he began to move around the dance floor with her. “Besides, I was having fun watching you dance with Emma.”
Amy gave him a strange look. “That’s not some sick guy fantasy about lesbians, is it?”
Brett laughed. “No.” He spun her around and then yanked her tight to his body. “I just like watching you dance. Always have.”
“Always?” Her voice was full of disbelief.
He nodded. “You’re very sexy, Amy. I don’t think you realize the effect you have on men.”
She rolled her eyes.
“I’m serious. There wasn’t a single man in here that didn’t have his eyes on you earlier.”
“I think you’re exaggerating.”
He simply smiled and shook his head. That was the difference between Amy and Vanessa. Vanessa knew she was beautiful and used it to her advantage, whereas Amy didn’t realize. Or if she did, she didn’t try to flaunt it, which only made her more desirable in his eyes.
“Were your eyes on me, too?” she asked playfully.
Brett pulled her closer and put his mouth near her ear. “I haven’t stopped looking at you since we got here.” He felt her breath hitch when he kissed right below her ear.
The slow music they were dancing to switched to something faster, more energetic. “I need a cold drink,” she said, fanning her face with her hand.
Taking her hand, Brett led her to the bar and ordered her a glass of Dom Perignon and an ice water. He stood by her side, hand on the small of her back, and watched as she sipped the champagne.
She reached into her water, grabbed a piece of ice, and rubbed it around her neck like she’d done that night at Nefarious. And it had the same exact effect on him, too. Worse, actually, since every time he saw a piece of ice all he could think of was Amy in that chair, him licking her with ice in his mouth.
Brett kissed her temple and whispered, “Watching you do that is making my cock rock hard.” He’d learned very quickly that Amy enjoyed dirty talk. Lucky for him, he did, too.
She gave him a seductive little smile. “So, it probably won’t help to know that I’m not wearing any panties.”
He lowered his hand from her back to her ass – definitely no panties. He groaned. “C’mon, I think it’s time to leave.”
Amy laughed. “I think you’re right.”
Chapter Nineteen
Amy waited as Brett spread the blanket on the ground, and then she sat between his legs. He’d woken her at the ass crack of dawn and brought her back to the same secluded spot he’d brought her that day for the picnic. At first, she was annoyed that he’d woken her so early when they’d spent the entire night making love, and she was exhausted, but now that she was wrapped up in his arms, watching the sunrise over the ocean, she was no longer annoyed.
Brett nuzzled her neck and kissed the sensitive spot behind her ear. She sighed with contentment and snuggled deeper into his arms. “Thank you for getting up and coming here with me. Even if you are grumpy.”
