pulls my skirt down and I attempt to right my shirt. He keeps his body in front of me, shielding me from Erik’s livid gaze.
Erik’s face fills with rage and he advances towards Jude. Jude is against the counter, in front of me, and has no place to go. He stands up straight and meets Erik’s gaze head on, lifting his chin as he waits to see what Erik will do.
I’m mortified. I try to jump down and get in front of Jude, to act as a buffer between him and Erik, but he’s not having any of it. He keeps his hand on my thigh, holding me in place, behind him on the counter. All I can do is look around him at Erik.
“ WHAT. THE. FUCK. JUST. HAPPENED? Never mind what happened, I saw what happened. Everyone in the shop heard what just happened. Are. You. Out. Of. Your. Fucking. Mind. Lex? You just let him use you! On the counter in the shop’s kitchen. This is how you handle the situation?!?! ” He bellows at me. His face is almost purple and I can clearly see he’s holding onto restraint by a thread.
I open my mouth to respond, but he cuts me off and gets right in Jude’s face.
“I should beat the fuck out of you. I don’t know what you’re used to from your groupie whores, but she ” he points at me, “is not a whore. She’s not some slut you can fuck against a bar wall .” I see the color drain from Jude’s face, as I scramble off of the counter. “She’s Lexi, the woman you used to love. This is her place of business and everything she’s worked so hard to build. How dare you come in here and treat her this way. Say something! Say something stupid motherfucker, because I’m dying to fuck up that pretty boy face and teach you some manners! SAY SOMETHING! ”
I’ve never seen Erik like this. He’s enraged and it’s almost scary. I try to lay my hand on his arm, but Jude’s body is still in the way. I try to speak again, but this time Jude cuts me off.
“You think I don’t know that, E? You think I don’t know exactly who she is? She’s nothing like my groupies.” He’s right back in Erik’s face. They’re so close they’re spitting on each other as they rage. “You’re not her damned bodyguard, Erik! You’re not her brother or her boyfriend. You don’t have the right to decide what she can and cannot do, especially with me.” He sighs and backs up a step, but still looks right at Erik, not backing down. “I know who she is. I’m sorry you saw that. But I’m not sorry it happened. I’m sorry it happened here, this way, but I AM NOT SORRY IT HAPPENED. So you back the fuck off, Bro!”
I’m sitting here, shell-shocked. I don’t know what to say anymore. I’m starting to freak out about what just happened.
I’m looking from Erik to Jude unable to form a coherent sentence just waiting for the other shoe to drop, or for one of them to start swinging.
Erik looks intently at Jude, like he’s looking inside his head, and Jude lets him. After a second, his posture drops and he no longer looks like he’s going to kill him. I see the tension flow out of Jude too and, while still watching Erik, he grabs my hand and entwines my fingers with his.
I see Erik take in the gesture and he shakes his head. He looks back at Jude and says, “Yeah?”
Jude gives him a small smile and nods his head in agreement. “Yeah.”
Erik shrugs his shoulders, shakes his head in exasperation, throws up his hands, and then gives me a small smile as he turns back towards the shop. He mutters over his shoulder, “Well, ok then. Make sure it stays that way.”
I’m so confused. I have no idea what just happened. What I do know is that I was just intimate with Jude and it was fantastic. Our bodies were still perfectly in tune, and now he’s holding my hand and caressing my knuckles.
The way he’s acting says he cares. So because I’m me and this is Jude and I have no willpower when it comes to this man, I just squeeze back, press a kiss to his back, and go with it.
Time to take a chance…
Jude
WOW.
Erik’s face fills with rage and he advances towards Jude. Jude is against the counter, in front of me, and has no place to go. He stands up straight and meets Erik’s gaze head on, lifting his chin as he waits to see what Erik will do.
I’m mortified. I try to jump down and get in front of Jude, to act as a buffer between him and Erik, but he’s not having any of it. He keeps his hand on my thigh, holding me in place, behind him on the counter. All I can do is look around him at Erik.
“ WHAT. THE. FUCK. JUST. HAPPENED? Never mind what happened, I saw what happened. Everyone in the shop heard what just happened. Are. You. Out. Of. Your. Fucking. Mind. Lex? You just let him use you! On the counter in the shop’s kitchen. This is how you handle the situation?!?! ” He bellows at me. His face is almost purple and I can clearly see he’s holding onto restraint by a thread.
I open my mouth to respond, but he cuts me off and gets right in Jude’s face.
“I should beat the fuck out of you. I don’t know what you’re used to from your groupie whores, but she ” he points at me, “is not a whore. She’s not some slut you can fuck against a bar wall .” I see the color drain from Jude’s face, as I scramble off of the counter. “She’s Lexi, the woman you used to love. This is her place of business and everything she’s worked so hard to build. How dare you come in here and treat her this way. Say something! Say something stupid motherfucker, because I’m dying to fuck up that pretty boy face and teach you some manners! SAY SOMETHING! ”
I’ve never seen Erik like this. He’s enraged and it’s almost scary. I try to lay my hand on his arm, but Jude’s body is still in the way. I try to speak again, but this time Jude cuts me off.
“You think I don’t know that, E? You think I don’t know exactly who she is? She’s nothing like my groupies.” He’s right back in Erik’s face. They’re so close they’re spitting on each other as they rage. “You’re not her damned bodyguard, Erik! You’re not her brother or her boyfriend. You don’t have the right to decide what she can and cannot do, especially with me.” He sighs and backs up a step, but still looks right at Erik, not backing down. “I know who she is. I’m sorry you saw that. But I’m not sorry it happened. I’m sorry it happened here, this way, but I AM NOT SORRY IT HAPPENED. So you back the fuck off, Bro!”
I’m sitting here, shell-shocked. I don’t know what to say anymore. I’m starting to freak out about what just happened.
I’m looking from Erik to Jude unable to form a coherent sentence just waiting for the other shoe to drop, or for one of them to start swinging.
Erik looks intently at Jude, like he’s looking inside his head, and Jude lets him. After a second, his posture drops and he no longer looks like he’s going to kill him. I see the tension flow out of Jude too and, while still watching Erik, he grabs my hand and entwines my fingers with his.
I see Erik take in the gesture and he shakes his head. He looks back at Jude and says, “Yeah?”
Jude gives him a small smile and nods his head in agreement. “Yeah.”
Erik shrugs his shoulders, shakes his head in exasperation, throws up his hands, and then gives me a small smile as he turns back towards the shop. He mutters over his shoulder, “Well, ok then. Make sure it stays that way.”
I’m so confused. I have no idea what just happened. What I do know is that I was just intimate with Jude and it was fantastic. Our bodies were still perfectly in tune, and now he’s holding my hand and caressing my knuckles.
The way he’s acting says he cares. So because I’m me and this is Jude and I have no willpower when it comes to this man, I just squeeze back, press a kiss to his back, and go with it.
Time to take a chance…
Jude
WOW.
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