Page 45 of Her Arranged Alpha
He raised an eyebrow at me. "You were quick to go on the defense."
I rolled my eyes and crossed my arms. "Aren't you busy anyway? I don't… having someone touch and fix your tie?"
His eyebrows went up. "Are you talking about Harper?"
I knew it wasn't just Harper. I could see it in the way that people looked at him. They were all undressing him with theireyes, wanting to know what sat underneath. Harper had her hands on him today, but who would tomorrow? Who would be next week?
"I just think it looks a little tacky when you have a woman that's not your wife touching you."
Maddox pulled a hand up. "Oh, hold on. You just had a man hugging you."
"That's Joshua, and he's married with a kid."
"And the other one?"
I didn't recall his name, but I also didn't ask to be hugged.
"A hug is nothing compared to a woman grabbing your tie and twirling her fingers in it." I shrugged. "Just saying."
I turned and headed down the hall towards the bathroom. But I could hear Maddox was hot on my tail. "Jillian, I'm not done talking with you."
I didn't answer as I opened the bathroom door. I pulled it shut, but Maddox had already grabbed the door and pulled it open. He leaned in the doorframe, not letting me shut it.
"I'm done talking to you," I snapped. "Now, go away."
"That's not how this is going to go. You just accused me of flirting with someone when you were doing the same thing."
I let go of the hand and scowled. "I was not." I was practically yelling now.
He stepped into the room, and the door shut behind him. "I beg to differ. A man laid his hands on you. He touched your shoulder and your hips."
"How would you know he touched me and where?"
He smirked, stepping closer to me. I backed into the stall and was caged.
"The same reason you know how she grabbed my tie. You were watching me. Why do you think that is?"
"Because we're married," I grumbled, feeling the space grow hot. My eye went to his lips, and I tried hard to look away. I wanted to ignore this hunger in my belly, this ache to be closer to him.
Maddox reached a hand up, his fingers soft on my chin. "Well, I was watching you because I was jealous. I don't like the idea of another man touching you, even if it's to hug you."
I swallowed as I felt his other hand land on my hip. His fingers curled around my skin, and a shiver rolled over me.
"And I'm going to guess that you were doing the same. Does that sound right?"
I slowly nodded as my eyes went to his lips. I felt hot, too hot. The room suddenly felt suffocating, and I felt every nerve in my body seeming to falter.
He leaned closer, his lips pressing against mine softly. But it was only a moment before I wrapped my arm around him, and the kiss became hot. His lips crashed against mine violently, and his tongue slid over mine in a fight.
We were panting, gasping for air, yet kissing each other like our lives depended on it. We stumbled back and hit the door. I heard the door click as the lock was turned into place. Maddox hoisted me up, grabbing my ass, and spun us towards the counter.
He hoisted me onto the counter and kissed me deeper. His hands placed onto the mirror, and I leaned back, feeling my shoulder and back hit the coldness of the mirror.
I wrapped my legs around his waist when I felt it. He was rock hard. I couldn't help but be shocked.
I panted as he ran his tongue down my neck, kissing my breast. He pulled at my dress, sliding it down, uncovering my top. "You are so fucking hot," he growled at me, his fingers tight against my skin.
I watched as he stared at me. Hunger swam in his eyes, and I felt my insides squirm. This wasn't the first time I'd done this, but this was the first time I felt like I was being looked at. Like someone was actually looking at me like I was something worth looking at.
