“It’s pretty bad, Sage. Might totally change the way you look at Matt,” Virgo said.
“Fuck you, change the way she looks at me. I kicked that guy’s ass despite the fact that his three friends joined in. As a matter of fact, why don’t we tell her the story so she realizes how screwed up you three are. You didn’t even help me,” Matt yelled back.
He pulled her closer and between his legs, as she listened to the men carry on.
“We weren’t the ones with our hands up the guy’s sister’s skirt,” Dale added, and then they were laughing and Matt just shook his head.
“Oh damn, that guy was so pissed off. Matt didn’t even see him charging him,” Dale added.
“He sure as shit didn’t which is why he wound up in the mud pit, minus the two women in bikinis who were putting on a show minutes before,” Quaid added.
“Women in bikinis in mud pits? Okay, I think I’ve heard enough.” Sage stood up and began to walk away when Dale stood in her way and placed his hand on her waist. He looked down into her eyes, and Matt could tell that his cousin was feeling the attraction, too. There was no way Sage was going to Rocky’s tonight. In fact, they were going to have to step their seduction up a notch before some other guy got in the way.
“Stay, the night’s just getting started,” he whispered, and she stared up into his eyes, and then looked at Matt, Quaid, and Virgo.
“So tell me what happened next,” she said and then stepped away from Dale and crossed her arms in front of her chest.
Quaid smiled and then began to tell the rest of the story. But Matt couldn’t take his eyes off of Sage. Her long brown hair was done up in some twisted style to the side, causing the chocolate, silky-looking locks to cascade over one shoulder, covering her breast. Her green eyes sparkled as she laughed, the thick, long eyelashes made them stand out even more. Her nose was small, delicate, her face kissed from the sun already and it was only mid-June. Her body looked incredible. She was toned, curvy where she should be around her hips and ass and up top where her breasts didn’t quite flow from the pretty top she wore, but instead revealed just enough cleavage, to indicate she was well endowed. He inhaled, loving the scent of her light perfume, honeysuckle and something else. Was it rose water? Lily of the valley?
He felt his cock grow thick against his zipper. This was a given when in the presence of the woman he wanted. No other woman made Matt feel this way. Not any of the ones he bedded.
He heard Sage laugh and then place her hand on his arm. He smiled at her.
“You poor thing. You’re right. I think they should have helped you. But I’m impressed that you took on three guys and still got to stay at the bar and enjoy some beers.”
He pulled his bottom lip into his mouth as he shook his head. Her eyes watched his movement, and damn did he want to kiss her.
“I think they should have helped me, too.”
“I have a question though, what happened with the guy’s sister? I mean they wound up having beers with you guys even after you fought them and nearly knocked them out. Why would they want you to stick around?”
He felt his cheeks redden and he waited for his brother or cousins to fill her in.
They were chuckling. Dale slapped his hand on Matt’s shoulder.
“Sucker boy here felt badly for what he did. So he stuck around and got the woman’s number and took her out on a real date the following night.”
Matt didn’t even want to see her expression. She would probably think he was a wuss or something and everyone around here feared his reputation. This happened years ago, before life’s tragedies, and personal experiences working for the government changed him.
“Really? You did that, just so the brother wouldn’t be pissed off and the girl wouldn’t be insulted at what you did together at the bar?” she asked him.
He gave his brother and cousins a dirty look and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
“That was years ago. I was barely a man.”
She held his gaze. “That was really nice, what you did. You sound like you wouldn’t do it again, now that you’re older.”
He stood up and reached for her, but Sage lowered her eyes and stepped away.
“Sage.”
She took her time looking up, and when she did, she seemed intimidated by his size and his close proximity. It didn’t sit right with Matt. His gut, his instincts told him she was scared of him or worse, at being touched.
“You want to know if I’d do that again?” he asked, holding her gaze while his brother and cousins stood right around them, yet all he could feel and focus on was her.
“How about this? If it was me and you, slow dancing, our bodies rubbing up close, my hands caressing your every curve, while you whispered in my ear, moaned in my arms as we felt such an intense attraction and desire, then hell, baby, there’d be a lot more than reaching under skirts. There’d be a whole lot of me and you making love in my bed.”
She stared at him, and he could see how his words affected her. Her nipples pebbled through the thin cotton she wore, her eyes sparkled, and she swallowed hard.