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Elena raises her head, then presses a kiss to the hollow below my jaw before grabbing a fry off her plate.
She pauses, looking past me to flash her teeth in an exaggerated smile, then waves the thin potato wedge like she’s wiggling it for a toddler.
All at Paige.
“You’re poking the bear,” I chuckle, patting Elena’s hip.
Her shoulders rise and fall. “I don’t care. She can’t have what’s mine.” She shifts her hand still clinging to my leg higher, fully cupping my hard cock through my jeans.
I can’t fight the groan that escapes with her touch. My nuts ache every time she strokes the seam of the denim.
“Keep doing that, I’ll give you a taste of what’s yours.” Clenching the swell of her ass, I’m tempted to drag her on me for a little more friction.
Maybe she’s not wearing any panties?There are far too few people in here for me to get away with fucking her in the middle of the bar.
That thought is stifled when Paige appears by my elbow. “I knew you were fucking her,” she spits, jabbing her finger at Elena.
“You need to sit back down before you cause a scene,” I say calmly.
This isn’t the first outburst from her.
As if Elena was reading my mind, she shuffles across to climb onto my lap. “You should listen to him.” She rolls her pelvis, burying my engorged crotch against her hot pussy.
Jesus, she’s killing me.
“You should be in jail.” Paige’s nose wrinkles as she turns to me. “She’s manipulating you, Wade. She doesn’t love you—”
Elena tilts her chin and raises her voice. “Just because he doesn’t want to fuck you anymore—”
Paige’s cheeks pale. “Don’t you dare.”
My ego should fill the room having two women arguing over me.
But I know the only reason Paige is making a stink about it is because she can’t handle rejection. It’s why she chose to work in a small field office versus the job in Helena she applied for first and lost.
She only wants what she can’t have.
“Why don’t you go have lunch with Oliver. I’m sure you’d be more welcome at his table.” I shoot a glance in his direction.
It’s no surprise that he’s watching us with a sour expression.
“That’s not the point,” Paige grits through her teeth. “As a friend, I’m trying to tell you this woman is using you.” Her hand waves between us.
“I know.” I can feel Elena freeze against me.
“She’s using me to be her protector against the people who kidnapped her sister. She’s using me to find comfort from the hellish life she was raised in.” I lean forward, wrapping Elena in a firm embrace which she relaxes into. “Most of all, she uses me to show her how to be loved with patience. Now, can you really say that any of that is wrong?”
Paige’s lower lip trembles making mealmostfeel bad for her. “That’s not fair,” she whines, dropping her arms to her sides.
“I think it’s not fair,” a deep voice from behind her bellows. “Seeing my soon to be ex-wife jealous because her ex-lover found someone.” Oliver appears, his face red and mottled.
Oh shit, is he going to hit me?
“It’s not like that!” Paige protests, turning to put herself between him and us.
“Bullshit. I had a feeling you were fucking around on me, but never in a million years thought you’d be trying to win him backright in front of me!”Oliver clenches his fists.
But, to his credit, he keeps them down.
