Son of a bitch was enjoying this, enjoying my discomfort. “I was acting. Remember you said I had to act…..”
A sharp rapping on the window caused me to pause, and I turned sharply to find two naked breasts squashed up against the glass. Girly laughter filled the air, and Havoc laughed right alongside it as my mouth opened and closed like a fish.
Had someone really just flashed us seconds after we had been kissing? And was Havoc really acting like it was totally normal behaviour?
I couldn’t help it, I tensed.
What the hell had I gotten myself into?
“Acting, huh?” His fingertip traced my lips, rubbing back and forth. “Well, let’s see how good an actress you are.”
“What do you mean?”
“We have an audience.” The whites of his eyes glinted in the darkness, and I caught sight of the two women who were standing only a few metres from the front of the car. The one who had felt the need to flash the goods had been joined by a friend.
“Girlfriends of yours?” I studied his face, looking for any sign that he was lying to me. But all he did was grin some more, his finger pressed against my lips. “No.”
“Good.” I swiped my tongue over his finger, drawing it into my mouth and sucking on it. If he wanted acting, I would give him god damn acting.
“Jesus, woman.” One hand pulled at my waist, drawing me into his lap. “Jesus.” He tore his fingers away and replaced them with his lips.
His kiss was hungry and desperate and the complete opposite to the small, almost sweet kisses we had shared before. And this time, I didn’t hesitate to kiss him back; I melded my body to his. My breasts pushed against his chest as his hands roved up and down my back. Holding me still and pulling me closer all at the same time.
When I finally pulled away, my lips felt bruised. Swollen and wet. “How was that?” I asked sweetly, ignoring the throbbing between my legs.
“How was what?” His lips brushed against my jawline. And I let my eyes close for a second. Just enjoying the feel of a man’s lips on my skin.
“My acting?”
***
“It’s good to see you again, Darcie.” Fang’s eyes were unusually glassy as he greeted me. He was acting like we were old friends and that he hadn’t just met me a few hours before. Which was all part of the ruse, I was guessing.
“You as well,” I mumbled. There were too many eyes on me, and it was making me feel uncomfortable.
“I’ve had some of the girls leave some clothes for you until Havoc can take you shopping.” He sucked absently on the cigarette, and for a second, I was mesmerised by the glowing orange end.
“I have my credit card….”
Fang’s eyes darkened.
Oh yeah, I was meant to be in hiding. I was meant to be Havoc’s latest woman. But surely that didn’t mean I couldn’t even pay my own way.
“Havoc.” The woman’s voice was husky. Almost like she was being purposely sexy.
Next to me, I felt Havoc stiffen, staring down at the hand that was pressed against his chest.
“I’ve missed you, baby.”
Was this woman actually for real? Sure, I wasn’t actually with Havoc. Thank god. But she had watched us make out in the truck. It was my waist that his arm was slung around, and she was still hitting on him.
I couldn’t decide whether she was ballsy or just a damn slut.
Fang’s mouth turned up at the corners. He was enjoying this. Just waiting to see what I would do.
“What do you want?” Havoc caught the woman’s hand quickly, pulling it from his chest as she started to trail her fingers downwards.
I didn’t need to ask what she wanted; I already knew.
