My eyes drop to her tits, which are only looking more tempting with the way I’m pinning her arms behind her back.
They’re right there. It would be so easy to take what I need. What I know she also wants. But I can’t. Being tempted is one thing, but betraying one of my best friends is entirely another.
When I look back up, her lips are pursed in frustration and her eyes are dark with desire.
“I think I’ve had my money’s worth. You should go and get dressed. But make sure you get a good look at the place, because it’s the last time you’re going to see it.”
She growls in frustration as she thrashes against my hold.
“Can you go and get dressed without getting into any trouble?”
Disobedience flashes in her eyes, and a smirk curls her lips.
“If you can’t, I’ll just carry you out like this.”
“I need my stuff if I’m not allowed back,” she sasses.
“Then I suggest you do as you’re told. You’ve got five minutes. Do not test me, Tiny.”
“That’s the thing though, Spike. Testing you is my new favourite hobby.”
“Brilliant,” I mutter, getting the confirmation I didn’t need that this thing between us isn’t over.
“I will break you, Spike.” She winks before moving from my lap.
Her eyes drop to my crotch and she smiles. There’s no point trying to hide the fact that my cock is trying to push through the fabric covering it. She’s already felt it against her.
Licking her lips, she backs away from me.
“And that wasn’t a warning. It was a promise,” she says before turning around and walking toward the door. Her hips swing from side to side, her round arse on full display, but it’s the sight of the artwork adorning her shoulder blades that confirms that I did the right thing. Guilt hits me. I should have put a stop to this much sooner.
“If you’re not interested, then you should probably stop staring,” she warns without looking back to confirm that I am indeed looking right at her.
“Stop waving your arse in my face and I might.”
She chuckles as she pulls the door open and finally looks back at me. “You’ve got five minutes to sort yourself out. Don’t make me wait.”
My lips part to respond, but she’s gone before I manage to form any words.
The second the door closes behind her, I fall back against the bench. “Fuuuuuuuuck,” I bellow, my frustration over this whole situation getting the better of me.
I’m meant to be looking after her. Keeping her safe. I shouldn’t need her this badly.
Scrubbing my hand down my face, I think of Zach. I tell myself that he was the reason I dragged her out of this place yesterday and then away from that squat this morning, but I fear that I may just be lying to myself.
After giving myself a severe talking to, I push up from the seat and head out to meet her.
I rest my back against the wall outside the dressing room with my foot propped up behind me.
It can’t be thirty seconds later when Dakota appears. It’s almost as if she were watching. My eyes narrow on her as I try to figure out if she was or not. It’s no secret that they keep cameras on their girls at all times.
“I hope you’ve got a plan for her, because as much as you might not like her working here, she needs the money,” Dakota warns.
“I’ll figure something out,” I mutter, not willing to talk about this with anyone but Kas.
“Just make sure you think with your head, not your cock for once.”
“She’s Zach’s little sister. I won’t be going there.” Dakota’s brows rise, convincing me that she did indeed see everything.
“Right, well, good luck with that. You got what you wanted. I’ve terminated her contract and ensured she can’t go anywhere else. Congrats, you may just have ruined her life.” She slaps me on the shoulder before disappearing down the hallway.
“Oh good, you’re still here,” a familiar voice snaps behind me.
“Did you really think I’d leave you here?” I ask, turning to look at her.
“A girl can hope.” She tilts her chin up at me. There’s not an ounce of embarrassment or regret on her face for what happened in that room.
My eyes drop to her hoodie and leggings. It’s a damn shame, I must admit.
“You regretting your decision already?” she asks, stepping up to me until her breasts brush my chest. “Don’t worry, I made it easy for you. I’ve got nothing underneath.” A wicked smile appears on her lips before she ducks away from me.
I stay where I am for a second, willing my body to do the right thing.
“Are you going to hang out here all night, or are you still intent on escorting me home so I don’t get in any more trouble?” She looks back at me with an expectant look on her face.
I can’t help but laugh and shake my head at her.
I think I may have underestimated this girl when I suggested she move in with me earlier.
After telling D that we were leaving, Kas and I make the quick walk home. Thankfully, we’re not accosted by a gangster, or drug dealer, or whatever the fuck that guy was last night. I’m grateful, because although I’d have done whatever it took to get his hands off Kas, I can’t deny that Titch was the better man for the job.
But he shouldn’t be fighting, and I’m pissed that he was even put in that position after everything, but I knew there was no way to stop him after what we saw. I just hope Danni wasn’t too hard on him when he appeared with busted-up knuckles once again. I’m surprised I’ve not had a phone call ripping me a new one, seeing as I was meant to be keeping him out of trouble.
It seems I may not be as good at that as I once thought I was.
“I’m going
