Page 22 of Property of Grifter
She gasps as her head rears back.“You did not just say that.”
“But I did,” I counter.
“We’re not having sex.”
“Keep saying that if it makes you feel better, but I got Nana’s approval.That’s all I need,” I purr.
“I think it’s my approval you need, slick.”
“Don’t worry, you’ll give it to me, Georgie,” I reply, making her roll her eyes.“God, I.love this side of you, baby.It makes my dick hard.”
“You’re horrible,” she laughs.“You’ve been yanking my chain all evening, haven’t you?”
“Nope.In fact, I believe I told you I was going to prove that all men were attracted to you if they had a pulse.”
“What—”
“Excuse me,” I call to the restaurant host as he’s passing by.I need this done before Georgia can question me further.
“How can I help you, sir?”
“Are you single?”I ask, already noting his lack of wedding ring, along with the way he has hit on all the women in this place that don’t have a man.
“I’m sorry?”he asks.
“My girlfriend here hasn’t ever experienced a threesome.She’s taken a liking to you, but she’s been watching you hit on women in this joint since we got here, and you haven’t paid her any attention.We were wondering what the issue was.I thought maybe you were hitting for the other team, and I should have her look elsewhere.”
From the corner of my eye, I watch as all color leaves Georgia’s face.I know she’s going to be pissed.I even allow room for the possibility that I’m handling this all wrong.It’s not like I have much experience dealing with women in general.Club girls know what they want and what to do.It hasn’t escaped my attention that Georgia has probably only had one or two men.She’s also completely disconnected from the world I live in.Being an old lady is going to be an adjustment for her.Still, she’s the woman I want, and I’ll be damned if I will have her thinking that she is anything less than spectacular.
“No, I mean, it’s just?—”
“Ignore my soon-to-be-bad-memory of a date.Just walk away and pretend this never happened,” Georgia says, anger in her gaze, despite sounding meek and apologetic to the asshole in front of me.Her gaze moves to mine.She seems to be shooting fire at me.My dick twitches because I like that look on her a lot.This is going to be fun.
“No!I mean, that is to say.You’re extremely hot.I noticed you right away.Any man would, really.It’s just ….”
“Spit it out, man,” I growl, the fucker is pissing me off now.His gaze keeps going to my girl’s boobs and shifting down to her legs.That seems unnecessary.I wanted him to confirm how great she looks, but that’s my woman.He doesn’t get to ogle her.
“Your boyfriend is kind of scary,” the guy tells her, dropping his voice down like he’s only sharing the information with her and I’m not two inches away from his scrawny ass.
“He’s not my boyfriend.I’m not even sure what he was, but after tonight he’s going to be nothing but history,” she says, her voice saccharine sweet.I’m going to have to spank her ass for this.That thought makes my dick stretch out, hard as a fucking rock.Jesus.
“I’m not really into threesomes, but if you’re single and want to go out sometime, call here and ask for Bryan.I’m the manager here.”
“You did not just ask my woman out on a date with me sitting here,” I growl.“Iknowyou didn’t do that, because doing that will get you killed motherfucker.”
The little creep jumps away from me.From the look on his face, he’s not far from pissing himself.He should be.I’m about to choke the life out of him.
“Hey, listen, I didn’t mean any disrespect.She just said you two were done.I wouldn’t touch her if you’re still together.I swear.”
My hand shakes with the need to kill this asshole.It started out so simple in my head.I just wanted my Georgia to know that other men found her attractive.I didn’t want to bring another guy into her life that she might like.I mean, fuck, I’m pretty damn secure in the man I am.Georgia, however, isn’t in my world.What if she’d prefer boring and safe?I can’t have him breathing her air one second longer.
“Get out,” I order him.I’m not yelling—far from it.In fact, you might say I’m whispering.My voice, however, is cold, deadly, and rigid.I’m barely hanging on—and it shows.
“Man, I didn’t mean?—”
“Get the fuck out!”I growl, much louder this time.The fucker jerks like I’ve hit him and God, I really wish I had.Still, he has the nerve to look at Georgia.You really need to get rid of him.Call me anytime.Then, the asshole takes off in a sprint.There are people watching us, I can feel their gazes, but I don’t take my eyes off Georgia.“That didn’t work out the way it was supposed to,” I confess, my voice still rough, my breathing ragged.
“Really?What the hell did you expect would happen when you asked something like that?Did you think he might just strip and suggest we do it right here?Hell, maybe the whole restaurant would join in.We could just have a giant orgy right here!”
