“She didn’t open them,” Jane said.
He pulled out his keys and took the caps off the drinks—a bottle of beer for himself, and a bottle of fresh orange juice for his woman, with a couple of straws.
“You’re thinking of everything tonight, aren’t you?”she asked.
“I always have to be one step ahead of Morello.”
“Have you ever thought of just letting me go?”Jane asked.
“Never,” he said.He gripped her around the back of the neck and pulled her in tightly toward him.“And I never will.”And he couldn’t resist kissing those juicy lips.
Chapter Eight
After enjoying somedancing and sitting in the booth, Jane excused herself to go to the bathroom.Alexey insisted on going with her, even though she was more than happy to go by herself.He waited outside.
She was in one of the stalls when a few women came inside.
“Did you see that hunk of man meat out there?”one of the women said.
The only man that had been waiting was Alexey.
“I bet he has a nice, big cock and knows exactly how to use it.”
“I would ride him for days.”
“Did you see the woman he was with?”
Jane tensed up.There were a few agreements, but a couple of resounding nos.
“Well, I’m pretty sure if you hurry up and get out there, you’d be able to swing his head.Plain girl.She must be his sister or something.”
“You don’t kiss your sister like that.”
There was a chorus of giggles, and Jane felt even more mortified.People who didn’t even know her, gossiping about how she was not right for Alexey.
She had known from the start when they had sex, that this would not go anywhere.For the last few weeks, she’d been living on cloud nine, and it made absolutely no sense that Alexey would even want her.
