He tugged me down the hall toward the great room. “Old ladies.”
“Oh, right.” I pulled him to a stop, and he faced me. “Who doesTiffbelong to?” I asked.
“Fuck. She’s here?”
I frowned up at him. “Yeah. She’s here and really good at giving the stink eye.”
“Ignore her. She’s no one.”
“She seemed pretty friendly with Mack.”
“Mack’s friendly with everyone.” Austin cupped my cheek. “Hang in with me, yeah?”
“I feel totally out of place,” I admitted. “Everyone’s looking at me weird.”
“What the hell? They’re being rude?”
I shook my head. “No, they just keep looking at me like I’m an alien or something.”
Austin laughed. “Babe.”
“I’m the only one wearing clothes.”
“I told you to wear what you feel comfortable in.”
“Iam,” I stressed. “I just didn’t realize I’d be wearing forty-two layers more than anyone else.”
He grinned as he grabbed my hand and turned back toward the bathroom. “Come with me.”
He led me past the bathroom, up a set of stairs, then another, down a wide hallway with doors every few feet, and into the last door on the left. Flipping on the light, he pulled me into his arms and kissed me. He slipped my purse from my shoulder and I let it fall as Austin guided me to a bed and laid me down on top of it, stretching out beside me. He continued to kiss me until I came to my senses and pulled away from him, flopping onto my back and taking several deep breaths.
Austin leaned over me and smiled, his hand settling in the middle of my chest. “You are the prettiest girl in the room, baby. That’s probably why they’re all looking at you. But no one will disrespect you, because they will answer to me, so you tell me if you run into a problem.”
I stroked his cheek. “I’m a big girl, honey, I can deal. I just don’t want to do this without you. I appreciate you sending Mack to help, but I don’t want Mack. I want you.”
He kissed me again, and then sat up and pulled me from the bed. “Glue.”
“Yes, glue,” I repeated. “If I have to put a leash on you, I will.”
He wrapped his arms around me and slid his hands under my cami. “Don’t make promises you’re not willing to keep.”
I cocked my head. “Being leashed is a turn on for you?”
“If it means you’re naked and I get more of what I did earlier, then fuck yeah.”
Heat pooled between my legs. “You’re killing me.”
He straightened my shirt and cupped my cheeks. “Soon, baby. I’m not gonna be able to wait much longer.”
“It’ll be good for you,” I quipped.
Austin groaned, but he did smile while he was doing it. “Leave your purse, babe. It’ll be safe in here. I’m gonna take a leak.”
While he headed through the door to the left of the bed, I took a minute to take in the room. The bed was nothing more than a mattress and box-spring on a low platform, but it was made, and the comforter and sheets looked clean. A very masculine gray, but clean.
A six-drawer black bureau sat against the wall, under the only window in the room, and a wooden door was partially open to reveal a closet with a few shirts hanging inside. If this was his room, he wasn’t here often.
I heard the toilet flush and then the faucet turn on. Austin returned to the bedroom and smiled. “Ready?”
