“What are you doing on this side anyway?” Jeremy narrows his eyes at me, and I have to physically force myself not to look at Vaughn, because he’s so fucking hot, I think I’m getting a hard-on just seeing him, and that’s really not a good thing in this situation.
“Just saying hi.” I grin at Jeremy, then wink as I throw a look at Vaughn.
“The last thing we want is your hi,” Jeremy says, completely unaffected by my gestures of goodwill.
“Don’t be cold. How about we turn a new page? I promise not to burn your mansion again.” I throw an arm around his and Vaughn’s shoulders, pretending to be cool as I stroke Vaughn’s muscles.
So this wasnota good idea, because now, I’m bathing in his heady, masculine scent, and my dick takes that as a memo to fuck.
“Only a fool would believe you,” Jeremy says.
Vaughn steps away, and I feel the emptiness to my bones, then it transforms into rage when he yanks Jeremy from me as if I’m disgusting, and says coolly, “Don’t waste your breath, Jer.”
Jeremy.
His name is fuckingJeremy.
And did he say he’s wasting his breath on me?
This damn…
“Don’t make me do shit you’ll regret,” I say as Vaughn pulls Jeremy and Nikolai away.
The latter is struggling, still shouting for a second round.
Vaughn stops and throws me a condescending look over his shoulder. “Go ahead. Try me if you dare.”
And then he’s walking down the tunnel, basically dragging along Nikolai, who keeps shouting that he wasn’t done “beating that prick to a bloody pulp.”
I stand there for what feels like forever, staring at the spot where he vanished from, rage and blood surging hot through my veins.
But it doesn’t last long, because Cy finds me, bitches for a bit, then drags me to the changing room so I can get patched up.
As the doctor cleans the wound, I pull out my phone.
Me
Not that I’m saying I’m hurt with the way you treated me in front of your friends, but it’s on the table just in case you want to reflect.
Mishka
Reflect? You’re the one who should reflect for not only fighting Niko, but also trying to act familiar.
But we are familiar.
Not in public.
Ouch.
That hurts.
I mean, I know we can’t be all lovey-dovey out in the open, but we can at least be friends. It’s blasphemy that I share more of a familiar relationship with Nikolai than with Vaughn in public.
But I guess, knowing Vaughn, he’s probably cautious about anyone catching a whiff of what we do behind closed doors. We don’t really interact, so his friends would ask questions if we were to start acting close.
Still sucks, though.
Even though I want to tell him he’s an inconsiderate prick, I choose to change the subject.
