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Are you sick or something?”
    I placed my drink back on the bar, ignoring Luke. It was best for his well-being considering the tone that he’d just used in regards to Demi.
    Damn it, how hadn’t I known that she would be here? How did that escape my notice?
    What was she doing here? Is this where she and that prick were supposed to…
    Oh, hell no.
    “Dorian, what’s wrong with you? Where the fuck are you going?”
    Luke’s questions were ignored.
    Everything but her was ignored.
    I was walking across the hall and heading straight towards Demi. Nothing else could be paid attention to. The fucker by her side was probably none other than her fucking date and the positioning of his hand had to change.
    As in, right the fuck now.
    Get your hands off my girl’s waist, dick.
    The thought was heard, trust me, but I was too busy heading their way to stop and panic at the absurdity of that shit.
    In a tight black dress that fell all the way to the floor, left one leg showing, and the tops of her breasts completely on display, Demi looked devastating. Even worse was the sight of that asshole’s hand laying lightly on her side while they stood before the dance floor and talked.
    What exactly are you planning on doing?
    I had no real fucking idea but all of my common sense had evaporated and all I could think of was getting his damned hand off of what was mine.
    You’re about to cause a scene.
    And I didn’t give a fuck, either.
    That was my ‘a-ha’ moment. Right as I got close enough to really see every detail of her -from the sexy way she had her hair up, to the way the skin of her shoulders glowed under the lights- I realized that I was too far gone over the girl to care. There was so much I should care about that didn’t matter as of that moment.
    If this was insanity, she was the infection that was causing it and I was too ill to fight back any longer. She’d leaked into the crevices of my brain and had taken over my control centers, turning them all against me until every little spark going off between my synapses called for her. The particles of my body had become inflamed, throbbing with the sheer need to claim what they believed belonged to them.
    I had no idea what I was about to do. A good idea of all the problems that would arise from whatever it is that I did end up doing, and a full acceptance as well as relief at the fact that it could be no other way.
    I was trapped in the most basic and primitively powerful attraction that I’d ever experienced. Fighting it was only going to make it worse. I had to try and explore this.
    I had to find a way to make the girl mine.
    I had to.
    And most importantly, I had to find a way (one that did not involve murder) to get that boy away from my girl!
    He looked young. Probably no older than twenty. He looked oddly familiar, too, but I couldn’t place where I’d seen him before.
    Demi turned just as I was less than a three feet away, her dark-rimmed eyes widening behind her large black glasses. “Dorian?”
    “Evening,” I said, hearing how my tone changed as I inclined my head towards her.
    Her body obviously tensed subtly at my low tone.
    I couldn’t get over how hot she looked. I’d never seen her wear dark make-up and the black shadow on her eyes was almost too much. She looked dark and seductive.
    Dangerous.
    Sliding my hands into my pockets, I made myself turn and nod at Keith who, consequently, was still putting his life in danger by not letting go of Demi.
    “Hey.”
    “Hey,” he responded, actually fucking smiling at me while holding his hand out for me to shake.
    Rational thought begged that I be more objective about this. After all, the boy had no idea what was happening inside me thanks to Demi.
    Well, it was a miracle that rational thought was still developing in my mind at the moment. What was even more impressive was that I could still hear its whispers above the malevolent roars taking precedence in my thoughts. Bowing to its pleas were damned near