Did she just say she liked me? I didn’t have a heart, but something fluttered in my chest. “You don’t?”
“I like you better in a cut.” Her eyes fell to my lips, and she licked hers. “And much better in nothing at all.”
My dick throbbed. I, too, wanted to see her naked so fucking bad.
“Vixen. You made it.” The motherfucker that had hurt my woman interrupted the porno I was making in my head.
Her vein ticked as she glanced at him. She really hated the piece of shit. “Of course. Why wouldn’t I? I see you two have made up.”
“Yes, we have,” his bitch squeaked, taking a seat. Looked like these two were sitting with us at the same table.
“Our love for each other is stronger than anything,” he said, sitting his ass down.
“Good for you, pal.” I couldn’t stand another second in this sissy word fight. I directed my gaze to Vixen. “Want to dance with me?”
“With pleasure.” She rose, and I led her to the dance floor.
I held her hand and placed my free one on her waist. “Don’t let that ass and his bitch ruin your mood.”
She touched my shoulder and smiled. “They won’t. I don’t know why you don’t believe me, but I truly don’t care about Russell anymore.”
We moved together like we’d been doing this dance all our lives. “Who do you care about, kitten?”
“Dasher.”
“Don’t get so smart with me.”
“You’re full of surprises today, Mister Gabel. I didn’t know you could dance.”
I shook my head and smiled.
“You look very handsome when you smile like that at me, when no one is around to see,” she said.
My lips met the top of her head in a light kiss. I wished I could have showed her more of all the things human I’d kept locked for years, and only she had managed to bring to the surface.
My skin itched, heating—not literally, but it felt that way—where she was pressed against me. Her touch burned at every point of contact. Her breath one moment warm enough to heat my cold, dead heart, the second scorching me from the inside out.
When we swirled, I noticed Russell and his bitch were dancing next to us. “Do you mind if I cut in?” he shamelessly blurted.
I swear I’m gonna kill that fucker.
I pushed him aside. He was breathing down Vixen’s neck. “I do fucking mind. Stick to your old lady.”
“Did he just call me old?” I heard his bitch mumble as I moved us away.
Vixen shook with a giggle. “Oh my God. I can’t believe you just did that.”
“I’ll smash his head if he ever thinks about coming near you again. Someone so smart like you, what did you see in that crazy fuck?”
“You know what? It beats me, Slasher. Maybe it was the bike.”
“She likes bikes.”
“And the studs who ride them. They make smart girls like me go dumb and want to make very stupid mistakes.”
“Like marrying a cheating fuck named Russell.”
“Among other things.” She stopped dancing. “I’m gonna hit the ladies’ room.”
