Page 31 of Pregnancy Scandal
“Ladies,” he said when he got up to the bar.
His bright blue eyes twinkled when he looked at Mia.
“What do you want?” Mia asked.
I looked at her with wide eyes. Yes, she was definitely worse than me. As sassy and fiery as I was, she was feisty.
“Maybe I want you?” He smiled.
She put one hand on her hip, held the other with her drink out to the side, and squared off with him.
“You had your chance and blew it,” she retorted.
He laughed. “Still mad at me?”
“What do you think?”
“My house was on fire. I had to go.” He gave her a grin.
Mia looked to me and shook her head. “Abby, I can’t stay here for this nonsense. I’ll see you later.”
Before I could answer, Mia sauntered away. Eric stared after her. I punched him in his stomach, and he turned his attention to me. Of course, my little punch to the solid wall of his chest did nothing but maybe bruised his ego.
He frowned at me, just the way Gilly’s other friends did when they spoke to me. We’d all known each other for years and were more like a bunch of friends messing around. This guy, though, had irritated me more than once, and I hated that he’d hurt Mia.
“What the hell, Abby?”
“Yes, what the hell indeed?” I sneered. “I heard what you did. My sister is not a doormat or one of these groupies you pick up whenever you want. If that is how you wish to treat her, leave her the hell alone.”
“Easy tiger.” He held up his hands.
“I’m serious as shit Eric, don’t play with me, and definitely don’t play with her. You won’t like it if you cross me.” I folded my arms and glowered at him.
He chuckled. “I hear ya, and I can assure you I won’t cross you, orher.”
“Better not,” I snapped.
“Yes, ma’am.” He turned away from me and moved to go in the direction Mia had left.
I glanced at the clock on the wall. It was7:55.
It hadn’t felt like ten minutes had passed. Wow. The time was getting closer and closer to eight.
My gaze drifted up to the stairs, and I saw him.
Gilly… he was here.
His well-muscled body moved with easy grace as he walked in and the club lights beamed on him.
White button-up shirt today with the sleeves rolled up his thick forearms and the first few buttons at the top undone.
Tall, dark, and handsome. That was him, and even from where I was standing, I could see the desire fill his eyes when he spotted me.
I wore something similar to what I’d had on last night, but tonight was a sexier version. Nothing showed off my finest assets more than a bodycon, and my favorite color was black.
Gilly walked over to me, and his mouth curled into a devilishly handsome smile. His handsome face kindling with a sort of passionate beauty beneath the strength he exuded.
He took my hand the way he always did, but this time he pulled me in for a kiss.
