Page 51 of Tattered Souls
My woman had already told him twice that she wasn’t interested.
And then, the fucker did it. He leaned forward again, and that was when I’d had enough.
I set my bottle down, stood, and then headed over to the bar where she was standing with Harlee, Lila, Talia, and Everly.
I wrapped my arms around Tatum’s waist and felt her body relax into mine.
It’s alright, baby. I’m right here.
Bending my neck, I placed a kiss on the top of her head. Then I looked at the fucker, and asked, “Problem?”
He paled, shook his head, and then moved away.
Oh, but that wasn’t enough.
Moving Tatum so she was behind me, I stepped forward and then crowded into the bastard’s space. “Saw my woman point at me, twice. Saw her tell you no, twice. She has to do it another time. I’m going to enjoy beating the ever-loving shit out of you. We clear?”
The man had the good sense to nod, and then he moved away.
I turned back to Tatum, bent my neck, and pressed a kiss on the top of her head and said, “Have fun, baby.”
Then I moved back to the table, only for Carter to smirk at me, and as I sat down, he said, “Like this side of you.”
Birdie came by then, smiled at us, then set a drink down in front of me. “Your woman told me exactly how to make this drink and asked me to bring this to you.”
“Did she actually call herself my woman?” I asked.
Birdie grinned, “She sure did. Said since you claimed her, it was only fair that she claimed you back.”
I grinned, then looked at Tatum, who looked nervous and was biting her lip.
I winked at her, and then brought the glass to my lips, and took a sip.
I stilled.
No. fucking. Way.
How the fuck had she remembered that?
It was the drink I made the first time I met her.
I took another sip, making sure I was right.
And I was.
Tatum didn’t know it, but she just ensured my brain started designing a ring.
My ring.
On a very important finger.
Didn’t matter that I hadn’t kissed her yet.
Didn’t matter that I hadn’t felt my dick being hugged by her pussy.
No, none of that mattered, because she was going to be my wife.
Then I’d get it all.
