know. It was in the best friend contract. Fuck with my sister, I’ll fuck you all up,” he says with a laugh, turning to head back to his table.
Not thinking with my head, I place my bottle down on the bar and move to the dance floor. Her back is towards me. She’s lost in the beat, moving as if they are one and the same.
Strolling up behind her, I wrap my arms around Tabitha’s waist. She stiffens for a moment before relaxing into me. Not sure if she thinks I’m someone else or not, because it sure doesn’t stop her. She’s grinding against me in a seductive style. Which in return is making me lose my mind; right here on this dance floor.
I thought I just wanted to throw her over my shoulder earlier this evening. Now I’ve moved it up to kidnapping.
Her body starts to turn, when the song switches. It’s as if she’s figured out I’m not who she thinks.
My grip tightens around her waist, leaning down I whisper into her ear, “Don’t stop and don’t turn around. Feel the beat; let it take over your sexy as sin body.”
It takes her a bit to relax into me, but she finally gives into the music and the hold I have on her. She’s sweating, and all I can think is how good she will taste. How I desire to lick every inch of her body. To feel the mixture of sweat and her. My mouth waters from the image.
Just as I can picture this act, she relaxes into me. Leaning her head into my chest, I lean down and place a small kiss on top of her head. So soft that only I know it. Inhaling the fragrance of what I assume is her shampoo, strawberries and honey.
I know this song and I know my time with her in my arms is coming to an end. Just as I’m fixing to release her and walk away, she stiffens in my arms.
As still as a statue.
It’s now, that I have to choose either sink or swim.
Chapter Seven
Tabitha
The person behind me must realize that I’ve caught on. He loosens his grip, and I can feel him backing away. Before he can slink away, I turn abruptly.
Looking up, I’m taken back by his features. I knew what his face looked like, but the body that goes along with it.
No… I wasn’t expecting this.
Carter has to be at least six feet tall, with broad shoulders. I glance his full length and catch a glimpse of some colorful and all black artwork running up and down both arms.
I lick my lips while staring up at him.
Pulling myself back to the situation, I glare. I’ve got to dig deep, and find that anger I had a few moments ago.
I do the only thing that I know to do. Reaching out I slap him right across his face before I start to raise my voice.
“What the hell gives you the right to think you can just walk up and dance with me? You don’t know me? How the shit fire did you even know where I would be?” I scream at him.
“Calm down, Tabby Cat. I can explain.”
As I’m causing a scene, I glance around and notice Cory heading my way. Shit, this is not going to end good for anyone.
Cory is standing right behind Carter now, “Hey man, I’d suggest you back the fuck away from her right now,” he spits out, and I notice his eyes are fuming with pure madness.
Carter goes to turn around, but I place my hand on his chest and shake my head at him. Cory’s had a few drinks, and is in super protective mode.
“Cory, why don’t you get us some water and cool off. I’ll be right over.”
“Fuck that, Firecracker. I’m not leaving you here with this asshole.”
“I can handle it,” Stating sternly, as I try to get my point across to him.
“Whatever!” he says, throwing his hands up. Before he turns to walk away, “I’ll be watching you asshole. Touch her again, and I’ll beat your ass.”
I turn to look at Carter “You happy now?”
“Who’s that guy?” Carter asks.
“That’s one of my friends, not that it’s any business of yours,” I say, as I turn to walk off the dance floor. Embarrassed from the
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