“Things have been good, although I would prefer better.” Her chocolate brown eyes fall down to his crotch and when she looks back up at him, she gives him a little wink. I take another drink.

“Honey. What did you need?” Rox demands. “We are in the middle of a meeting,” he informs her, and I smile at her frown. Another drink.

“I just wanted to let you know you have a visitor.”

He lifts his hand and waves her off. “Tell them I’ll be out when I’m done.”

She throws Case one last smile and then walks out of the room, closing the door behind her. He comes over and sits back down beside me. This time when he goes to place his hand on my leg, I scoot over and take another drink. He doesn’t even bother to look over at me. He just picks back up where he had left off with Rox.

I look down at my drink and see there are only a few sips left. I pick up the straw, throw it to the floor, and knock it back, the ice clinking against the glass. As I set the now second empty glass on my thigh, the room starts to sway. I close my eyes as I take a deep breath, waiting for the waitress to bring me another one. My nervousness is officially gone and replaced with pure hatred, but I’m gonna drink until I feel absolutely nothing.

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

 

CASE

I pull into Taylor’s driveway, and she opens the passenger door to my Corvette and gets out before I can even place the car in park. She slams the door shut and then stomps her way toward the front door. Her blue heels make a loud clicking noise as she storms across her driveway.

I get out with a sigh and follow her. She hasn’t said one word to me in two hours. I want to say she’s mad at me, but I’m not sure what I did wrong exactly. So I’m hoping there is another explanation for the mood change.

“Are you mad at me?” I just come out and ask as I enter her house.

“If you have to ask, then you’re an idiot,” she throws over her shoulder.

I sigh. “What’s wrong?”

She comes to a stop and spins around to stare at me. “I’m drunk,” she declares while she bends down to kick off one of her blue high heels. I reach out and grab a hold of her before she falls over from the stumble.

“You are?” I ask truly surprised. “How many did you have?” I didn’t really think she drank that much. And how was I supposed to know she was drunk? When I was done with Rox, we walked straight to the car, and I drove us straight here.

“Three.” She answers my question, and I frown as I notice the little slur in her voice. She hasn’t spoken, so I hadn’t really noticed it until now.

“You shouldn’t be drunk after three drinks,” I say with a frown.

“I never drink,” she shouts, making my frown deepen. “But you had me scared to death, so I started drinking.”

“I would never put you in a situation where you could get hurt,” I say truthfully.

She rolls her eyes, and it causes her to sway on her feet. “What if they wanted to fight you? You were very hateful.”

Hateful? How cute. I smile at her concern for me. “I would have won.”

“Conceited much?” She reaches out and swats my chest.

“No.” I chuckle. “I’m just confident.”

She huffs and then rambles on. “And then that bitch walked in …”

“Bitch?” I ask interrupting her.

“Yeah, the one who kept eye fucking you. God, I thought she was gonna offer to suck your cock right then and there.” She rolls her eyes again, and it throws her off balance. She places her hand on the wall to stabilize herself. “And don’t think I didn’t notice you look at her the same way. Have you fucked her before?”

I smile as I place my hands on her hips. I push her backward until her back is against the wall. “I like this look on you,” I whisper.

“Drunk?” The single word is slurred, and it makes her sound so cute.

I shake my head. “Jealous.”

She slaps me in the chest. “Stop, Case. I’m not joking.”

“I know you’re not.” I push myself into her and she lets out a long breath when she feels my hardening cock press into her stomach. Her short dress and fuck-me heels have kept me in a constant state of arousal. I want to rip it off her now.

“Would you have let her?” she demands.

I arch an eyebrow. “Let her what?” I ask slowly.

She huffs, and being this close to her allows me to smell the vodka on her lips. “You know … would you have let her suck you off in front of everyone?”

I want to smile. To tell her that if I wanted to sleep with that woman, which I don’t, then I would have. If Rox thought I had the slightest desire for his wife, he would offer her to me. He believes in pleasing his clients. No matter what it costs him. I’m not saying his wife doesn’t want me, but I sure as hell don’t want her. That doesn’t mean I don’t play the part. I could tell her all that, but instead, I reach up and place my right hand in her hair. She tries to pull away from me, but I tighten my hand and she lets out a whimper as her legs give out a little. “You’re the only one who is going to be sucking me off tonight,” I say placing my lips up to hers.

“Case …”

“What, baby?” I run my free hand up her soft and creamy thigh, pushing her dress up along the way.

Her blue eyes look up at me, and now that I get a good look at them, I can see they are glazed over. She’s drunker than she thinks she is. “I want you.” Her hands go to my belt, and she fumbles to undo it.

I just let out a chuckle. Letting go of her hair, I reach down and pick her up with an arm around her back and the other under her knees. I walk her to her bedroom and lay her down on her bed. She reaches up her hands and grabs my shirt, pulling me down on top of her. “Tell me again how jealous you were,” I say as I kiss up her neck.

“So jealous,” she breathes, arching her back. “And terrified …”

I pull away from her and look down at her. “Why were you terrified?” I ask, pushing the hair away from her face.

“Because I thought that you were going to make me do something I didn’t want to do,” she says breathing heavy.

My brows pull together. “Like what?”

“Drugs,” she whispers as she looks away from me. “I saw them, and I panicked. I didn’t know if you were going to make me do them or not.”

I position myself over her, and my hands grab both sides of her face. “I would never, never make you do something you don’t want to do. Do you understand?”

She swallows nervously and closes her eyes for a brief second as the alcohol continues to take effect. “Taylor.” I give her body a little shake, and she opens her heavy eyes. “I’d never make you do that. Okay?”

She nods slowly. “But you told me not to talk. I was afraid you were gonna tell me to do something and then be mad at me if I tried to argue.”

I let out a long sigh. Fuck! What did I do? This is not how I planned the night to go. “Baby, I promise you with everything I have that I would never put you in a situation where you couldn’t say no. I would never make you do something you don’t want to do.” I lean down and softly kiss her lips.

When I pull back, her eyes are closed and her lips are parted as she breathes heavily. “I didn’t mean to upset you,” she whispers.

I release her face and run a hand down mine, the facial hair scratching against my palm. I hadn’t paid much attention to her at Rox’s club. I mean, yeah, I kept her close to my side, but I had business to take care of. That was my main priority. And I thought bringing her was the best plan I could have. Now, they know she belongs to me, and they won’t dare touch her. A lot of my business is done through my club and Blane bringing to my attention how short her shorts were and how small her top was got me thinking … I don’t want other men to look at her as if she is available. I never thought taking her tonight could have her pull away from me. That it would cause her to think I would force her to do something against her will. Hell, I didn’t even touch anything but her tonight. I didn’t want to frighten her, but it turns out I did anyway.