Kenny’s face passed red and went straight to purple. The corner of my mouth twitched, and suddenly, I was laughing.
I can’t believe I used to be scared of this jackass.
Kenny lunged for Naomi, but Cal intercepted. He wrapped his hand around Kenny’s flabby throat and manhandled him so fucking effortlessly that even Kenny’s idiot ass seemed to realize he was out of his league.
“Touch her, and I’ll paint the floors red with your fucking face,” Cal growled, and Kenny’s purple face turned white.
Theo smirked at him.
“I would get out of here if I were you. This one’s a little psycho. Would be a shame if your pregnant wife became a pregnant widow.”
People were staring now, and my anxiety mounted. Not only did Ihatehaving attention like this on me, but Ireallydidn’t want to get kicked out of my local IKEA.
How embarrassing.
“Hey, everybody! This guy called my friend here afaggot!To hisface!Can you believe that!?” Naomi shouted to the gathering crowd.
“Oh my god! That’s horrible!” one woman exclaimed, and Naomi nodded.
“Right? Like, how out of touchisthis guy?”
“Grow up, buddy!” another man yelled from the audience. Next thing I knew, security was called, but it wasn’t Cal who was getting kicked out; it was Kenny and his very confused wife.
The crowd applauded as Kenny was led out by the staff, and Naomi smirked, elbowing Cal jovially in the ribs.
“Take notes, big brother.That’show you destroy a man. And I didn’t even need a gun.” She grinned.
Cal’s pupils were still blown, and he was clenching and unclenching his fists at his sides, staring after Kenny like he wasn’t ready to let him go.
“Angel…” I slipped my hand into his, and he jerked his head to face me, a strange muscle in his jaw bouncing.
“Did he touch you?” he growled, and I shook my head.
“No angel. I’m okay,” I said, reaching up to brush my fingers against his cheek.
“I want to kill him.”
“I know, baby. What can I do?” I whispered, and his eyes darkened even further. Lacing his fingers through mine, he pulled me away.
“Finish up with Naomi,” he barked over his shoulder at Theo. “We’ll meet you in the parking lot.”
Alexa, play: Little Did I Know - Julia Michaels
Cal dragged me through the showroom and down into the warehouse. Considering the fact that we were out shopping on a weekday, the warehouse felt deserted as I rushed to keep up with Cal’s quick pace.
“Where are we going?” I asked, somewhat out of breath. Cal glanced over his shoulder, his eyes still unnervingly dark.
“I need to fuck you,” he rumbled, and I nearly fainted.
“Here!?”I rasped as he shoved me down an aisle in the very back of the store. “We can’t! This is a self-serve warehouse, Cal! This is where people come to get their furniture. Someone could see!”
“Then you better come quick,” he snarled, tossing me down the industrial aisle.
I stumbled over my words as his eyes darted around the shelves, and he pulled a box down, ripping it open and sliding out a large mirror.
“What are you doing!?” I asked as he leaned it against one of the steel racks so we were looking back at ourselves in its reflection.
He cuffed my throat and forced my head back so I was looking at him. He searched my eyes as if looking for something.
