Page 14 of Hostile Cravings
“I do own you, Angie. Your father sold you off to me and now I get to toss you around whenever I want. If you’d like, I can throw you over my shoulder and spank your ass instead.”
That shut her up, and she pursed her lips invitingly. My reaction to the look unnerved me and I focused my eyes ahead, seeing the resort manager waiting just inside for us.
I nodded to her, saying, “Send the resort doctor up to our room.”
“Yes, Mr. Raines,” she replied, pushing her dark hair back as her green eyes looked seductively at me.
Angie’s hand on my chest curled into a fist that was pulling my shirt so tight my collar was choking me. I continued walking, following my men to our room. When we were inside, I tossed her on the bed, but her grip on my shirt didn’t loosen and I tipped over her, stopping myself with my hands around her head.
“What the fuck, Angie?”
“Did you have sex with that woman?” she hissed, and I wondered at the possessiveness in that sound.
“Does it matter?” I asked, creasing my eyes.
“Maybe. I’m supposed to be your wife. How am I supposed to play that part when that woman is flirting with you?”
“Are you jealous?” The thought lit a strange fire in me.
“No, idiot,” she snapped, letting my shirt go finally.
Only then did I realize my body was against hers, the feel of it oddly comfortable. Not liking it, I lifted myself, straightening my arms so I was still above her. Glancing down, I noticed how far her dress had bunched up when we’d fallen, the curve of her hip fully exposed, the thin lacey strap of her pink panties too visible. I’d seen plenty of her body. She walked around in tiny bikinis, her normal outfits barely covering her tits and ass, but something about seeing her like this caused my pants to tent uncomfortably.
I met her eyes again.
“Did you sleep with her?” she asked almost breathlessly.
“What if I did?”
Her lips thinned, jealousy clear in her eyes this time. What was happening to us?
“No, I didn’t sleep with her. I’ve only been here once, a few years ago with Mason when he brought Riley here. He has a strict rule which I usually disregard about touching the staff. Since Riley was with us, I was a good boy.”
She relaxed, the darkness in her eyes lifting.
“But that doesn’t mean I didn’t play.”
“Get off me, asshole. And you can keep that hard-on away from me and her.”
I laughed and as I rose, my hand brushed her thigh inadvertently.
“Someone needs to satisfy it, and her mouth looked damned inviting.” I removed my jacket, rolling my neck and turning to glare at her when a pillow hit my back.
A knock at the door saved her from my retaliation. Finch peeked his head in.
“She’s still alive. That’s impressive, boss,” he joked, inciting a fury of swearing from Angie.
She stood, and I stormed over to her, pushing her back on the bed and pulling her skirt down further, some abnormal need to keep that skin from anyone’s eyes driving me.
“You’re an…”
The doctor walked in, followed by the resort manager, and Angie’s entire demeanor changed. She pulled herself up, propping a pillow behind her. “What’s she doing in here?”
“I’m sure she’s just ensuring the doctor gives you the best care,” I answered, not sure why she was so jealous of the woman who didn’t hold a candle to her. There weren’t many who did. I wiped my hand down my face, cursing myself for the thought as the doctor unwrapped her ankle and started looking at it.
I stood back, the manager stepping closer to me. Her hand touched my arm, and I looked down at it, giving her a questioning look. She’d been flirty the last time I’d been here, a bit too desperate, and I’d read her attempts as a way to advance her position or her pay. I rarely gave a damn about Mason’s rule of not touching the help, but I’d heeded it with this one, only returning her flirting, a few touches here, a drunken kiss where my hands may have slid down to her firm tits. But I’d stopped the action when she’d reached for my pants. That halt had been painful, and I’d worked out the tension with a few women when I’d returned home.
“He’ll be a few minutes,” she said, licking her lips. “Maybe we can go work out the details of your stay.”
