CHAPTER TEN
Reid
My jaw is killing mefrom clenching my teeth so much.I’ve tried my hardest not to lookherway, but then her laugh will carry across the pub, stealing my attention.The husky sound goes straight to my dick.I’ll hear her speak, and instead of concentrating on what my brother is saying, I’m focused on her.Everything is about her.The way she tucks her hair behind her ear, how she runs her finger across the rim of her glass.She has me transfixed.
I grip the pint glass in my hand a little tighter when another guy moves to their table.When Summer laughs, my gaze narrows.This punk doesn’t take a seat, none of the pricks who have approached them have.No balls.It had been somewhat of a relief—until this guy made them laugh.It won’t be long until he makes the move to sit down.
I mean, what could he have possibly said that was so funny?The guy looks like he couldn’t tie his shoelaces, let alone string a sentence together to say a punch line.
I’ve been telling myself for a while that it’s not bothering me that she’s here, or that she seems to be enjoying that these men are trying to get into her knickers.I’m lying to myself.I’m just afraid to admit it because then I’d have to face what it means.
I’ve never felt territorial over a chick before.Even with the chicks I fought with the Carters over, it was only ever fun and games.I wanted to piss them off by proving I could get the girl.It was never really about the girl.It was never about laying down a claim or wanting to warn them away from her.
Summer, though, she has me gripping my seat, wanting to fuck up all the men in this fucking bar.She has me tied up in knots, and she doesn’t even fucking see or notice the effect she has on me.She hasn’t even looked my way once.
“Bro, stop being such a girl and just go over there already,” Isaac remarks.
“Why the fuck would I want to go over there?”I snap a little too harshly.
He rolls his eyes.“Jesus fucking Christ.You haven’t listened to a word I’ve been saying for the past thirty minutes.It’s clear you want to go over there.”
A tall, leggy brunette steps up behind Isaac, sliding her hands over his shoulders and down his chest as she leans in.“You ready to leave?”she purrs.
I grunt when he smirks.At least one of us will get lucky tonight.“In a sec, babe.”
My gaze runs over to the table in the back, and my jaw clenches one more time when I see her hand on his arm, her head thrown back as she laughs.
Fuck this.
I slide out of the booth and my brother pulls away from the chick now in his lap.“Leaving?”
“I’m doing what you told me to do.I’m going over there,” I tell him, and hear him chuckling as I walk away.
Malia spots me first, her lip curling up in amusement.She whispers something to Summer that makes her turn, her gaze meeting mine.Her eyes lower into slits as she watches me, so I put on my best smirk, raising my eyebrows.
I drop dramatically in the seat next to her, my arm immediately going over the back of her chair.I ignore the man still standing next to their table as I begin to play with the pastel coloured ends of her hair.
“What are you doing?”she growls.
My smirk turns into a grin.“Saving you.I told you I don’t mind you being a virgin.You don’t need to pop that cherry with a random stranger.It’s okay that you have no clue what you’re doing,” I state.
I’m only somewhat of an expert where women are concerned, but I do know men.I know what they like and what they don’t.
There are men who like the conquest of popping a cherry.Then there are men who just don’t care if you are or aren’t.But then there are men who are horrified at the notion of being with a virgin.For multiple reasons.I am the latter, and my reason is because a virgin wants commitment.They do emotions and all that other bullshit.I don’t do that.I need detachment.I lost my virginity to the girl a year above me at school who had a bit of a reputation for wanting to be a guy’s first fuck.This guy, whose face scrunches up at the word ‘virgin’, doesn’t want to teach a virgin.He wants a girl who knows how to suck his dick and get down and dirty with him.
