Teagan rolls her eyes, gives me a nod, and heads off down the hallway, leaving me alone with Sean.
I’m instantly on edge, even before he takes a step closer to me, invading my personal space. My back is to the wall, and I can’t move away from him without being extremely obvious. I glance at the door, but it’s closed again with Deklan on the other side.
“Little Kera.” Sean smiles and inches nearer. “I have to say, marriage seems to agree with you. You are positively glowing, as they say. Kinda like one of those monkeys that hold their bright red asses in the air, begging to be fucked.”
I don’t respond. I can’t even look at his face. I just keep glancing at the door, praying for Deklan to come out. I can feel sweat collecting at the back of my neck, and I’m positive my heart has stopped beating.
Sean places his hand on the wall beside my head, and I turn away from him, still focused on the door to the office. He leans in until his mouth is right next to my ear.
“You know, back in feudal days, lords would take a turn at commoner brides on the wedding night, hoping to spread a little noble cum around. Maybe I should have done that. Maybe you’d like a taste of my noble cock, huh?”
“Come on, bitch. Lick my balls!”
“We ain’t supposed to touch her.”
“Who’s gonna know?”
I swallow hard, forcing the unknown, menacing voices from my head along with the smell of grease and old sweat.
“The wedding night’s over,” I say softly, trying to keep my nerve. “I’m…I’m Deklan’s now.”
“And who do you think owns Dek?”
Voices on the other side of the door get closer, and the doorknob begins to turn. Sean takes a quick step away from me as he snickers softly. A moment later, the door opens, and Deklan comes into the hallway with Brian right behind him.
“She’s so fucking hot,” Brian says. “And she smells so good. I think she must work at McDonald’s. Every time I pass her in the hall, I get a craving for a Big Mac.”
“You ain’t right.” Deklan narrows his eyes as he glances between me and Sean, but Sean turns and walks down the hallway without another word, and I let out a long-held breath. Deklan reaches for my arm. “Everything okay, babe?”
“Yes,” I say quickly as I press against him. “Can we go home now?”
“Yeah, sure.”
“I’ll call ya later, Dek. Good to meet you, Kera.”
“You, too.” I give Brian a brief smile, and Deklan leads me to the front door.
As soon as we’re in the car, Deklan’s phone rings. He doesn’t say much, but I can tell he’s talking to Sean. When he hangs up, he reaches over and grips my thigh.
“Did he say something to you?” Deklan asks.
“No.” I don’t want to lie to Deklan, but I also want to put my encounter with Sean completely out of my head, and recounting it isn’t going to help. “Nothing really.”
Deklan sighs audibly. I glance over. I can see his chest rising and falling, and his jaw is tense. He takes his hand from my leg to shift gears before running it through his hair.
“I should have told you to wait in the car. Just…just keep your distance from him, okay?”
“Gladly.”
Deklan reaches over to stroke my cheek, and I close my eyes, leaning into his touch.
I have no doubt in my mind—Sean
Foley is completely insane. I know Deklan said he would protect me, but against his own boss, a man who claims to “own” my husband? Deklan’s loyalties are clear, and I’m not sure exactly where I fit on his priority list.
Chapter 11
“I fucking love this thing on you.”