Always You (Love Hurts 1)

I rolled my eyes, excusing myself, then rushed off to the bathroom. I didn’t need to go, I just needed to get away from this guy’s ego for a moment, and regroup.

I pushed my way through the white double doors on the far side of the restaurant and made my way down to the bathroom. Okay, Wrenn, you’ve got this. I stared at my reflection as doubts began to creep into my mind. What if this didn’t work? What then? I talked big about not giving up without a fight, but really, if he wasn’t interested, what choice did I have?

I walked out of the bathroom and ran into something hard. I gasped. Dalton. He grabbed my arm and yanked me into what looked like a storage room, slamming the door closed. I’d never seen him so angry.

“What are you doing, Wrenn?” he growled, his voice laced with anger. He glared at me, his eyes so dark they were almost black. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I wrestled my arm from his grasp.

“I’m doing the same thing as you. Having dinner,” I shot back.

“You know what I mean. Who’s the guy?”

I snorted. “What business is it of yours?” I asked angrily. “You made it clear that we are over. You have no say in what I do.” I stared him down. “Anyway, it looks to me like you moved on pretty fast. Meeting, huh?”

“I got roped into coming here tonight. The last place I want to be is here with her.” He said “her” like she was a disease. The familiar pang of anxiety began to stir in my stomach. Could he be telling the truth?

I stepped forward, pressing myself against him. He stared down at me, his hands curving around my neck. When his lips met mine, my heart stopped. Everything stopped. All that mattered was him and me. The feel of him, the smell of him . . . it was like I couldn’t get enough of him.

He lifted me onto his hips, pressing my back against the wall behind me. He kissed his way down my neck, his tongue rolling in soft circles over my skin. I reached out, my fingers running through his beautifully soft hair as his mouth found mine again. I moaned, grinding myself against his hips, the feel of his erection against my thigh arousing me like nothing else. I loved that I made him so hard. I wanted him, right there and then.

“Fuck, Wrenn. We can’t do this here,” he whispered in between kisses, his hands roaming under my shirt, cupping my breasts. Thank God he said here, because if he had knocked me back again I think I would have punched him.

“I know. I better get back or Kass will come looking for me.”

He set me down, his hands running up over my back, sending shivers down my spine. “So, are you going to tell me who the guy is?”

“What?” I asked, confused.

“The punk at your table. Do I need to crunch some heads?”

I rolled my eyes as he grinned at me. “See, it’s times like now you really show your age, Reid,” I teased. “He’s Trina’s brother. I asked him here to make you jealous after I saw you with her.”

“Well, it worked. That guy is a douche,” he said darkly. “And Trina is Kass’s . . . ” he trailed off.

“Girlfriend,” I finished, narrowing my eyes. “I know you saw them kissing at Starbucks the other night,” I added, arching my eyebrow.

He flushed. “Does Kass know about you and me?” he asked, ignoring my comment. I nodded slowly as he winced. “Wrenn—”

“I had to talk to someone. And besides, she’s covered for me so much with Layna. There was no way I’d have ever gotten to see you if it wasn’t for her.”

“Go back to your group before they send a search party,” he ordered.

I jumped as he smacked me softly on the ass.

“When will I see you?” I pouted, not wanting to leave him just yet.

“I’ll call you later. If we’re going to do this, we need to be careful.” He glanced around the storage room and sighed. “And this is not being careful. This is being stupid.”

***

I giggled and read the text again.

Did I tell you how sexy you looked tonight? You really rock the sweatpants/old hoodie look.

I replied as Kass eyed me strangely. We were driving home from dinner. I hadn’t told her about the bathroom incident, but she knew something was up. My mood had done

a complete flip.

Gee thanks. What can I say? I was dragged out under sufferance.