The guy shakes his head, coming out of his weirdo trance. “I was at the pageant,” he croaks. “Saw you there.”
Now he’s grinning right at me. I feel dirty just from being looked at by this creep.
“So?” Chase says, shifting in his seat to square his shoulders at this guy.
I tremble, as an ominous feeling washes over me. The food in my belly suddenly feels as hard and heavy as a rock.
The guy sneers at Eric and Chase and then focuses his leering expression back on me, his aimed target.
“I was in the audience.” He whistles. “Damn, you are even sexier this close up.”
My skin crawls with disgust, and I wish I could melt into the floor and disappear into a puddle just to be finished with this conversation.
“You already take two dicks at once,” he says and makes an obscene gesture with his hand and mouth as if he’s choking back a cock. “Want to add one more and make it three?”
“Fuck off.” Eric immediately rushes to my defense.
“Come on,” the prick continues lightly. “You know what they say, right? Three time’s a charm?”
“You got a hearing problem, dude?” Chase blurts out. “Fuck. Off.”
The guy won’t throw in the towel yet. He’s relentless. “You sure are sexy. I bet I can teach you a thing or two.”
He addresses me directly, ignoring the seething hunks of burly muscle beside me and across from me.
Eric stands up, his aggression getting the better of him. He stands right in the dude’s face, towering over him by several inches. “Do we need to take this outside?”
The guy finally caves and takes a step back, holding up his arms defensively. “I don’t mean any harm. I just want to play.”
Chase stands up, giving his own two cents and acting all protective of me. “Take a fucking hike—or I’ll send you on a permanent one.”
The guy scoffs sourly. “Just some slut. Don’t see what the problem is.”
“I don’t think I take kindly to you talking about my girlfriend like that.” Chase stands his ground and speaks flatly.
“Or mine.” Eric takes a step forward and cracks his knuckles.
The guy just huffs under his breath, clearly outnumbered. He walks away, mumbling and shaking his head.
I know I ought to be all shaken up, but holy fuck.
“I’m your girlfriend,” I say, because I need to hear it out loud again for it to be real. “You just called me your girlfriend. Holy fuck. I want to blow you both so fucking bad right now.”
“Aw, Kara,” Chase chuckles. “You’re our slut, too, you know.”
“Our slutty girlfriend,” Eric agrees. “God, are we lucky or what?”
“No, like, seriously,” I say again, because obviously it’s not fucking clear yet. “I need to blow you.”
“Well, come on, then,” Eric says, pulling me up out of the booth. “You can do me on the drive home and Chase once we get there.”
“I’m gonna finger you while you do it, too,” Chase growls in my ear.
I just grin. I’m their girlfriend. I’m Miss Sexy USA
My weird, creepy fans come up to me in person now.
Everything’s changing for me, and I can’t wait to find out what happens next.