never wanted anything in
my life. I felt another sharp slap on my arm and Julie slammed her
drink down and headed back to the bar to join her friends.
‘Way to go dude,’ Doug laughed.
‘Carry on like this and she’ll do you a favour and dump your arse
first.’
‘Then I better keep staring at
her. Shit, where’s she gone?’ I exclaimed as I looked for the
girl.
‘Not sure you want to
know.’
‘Doug, where is she,’ I
demanded.
‘Over by the bar, with some
guy.’
‘What?’ I hissed, some guy?
What bloody guy? Doug grabbed me, swapped positions and pointed
through the crowds. I felt my fists clench and my blood boil as I
watched some fucking arsehole with his hands on her and his lips on
her neck. I heard myself growl angrily.
‘Dude, seriously? Did you just
fucking growl?’
‘Who the fuck’s that with her?’
I snarled.
‘How the hell should I
know?’
‘If he doesn’t take his fucking
hands off her I swear …’ I shoved both my hands through my hair and
put them on my hips and tried to take a calming breath.
‘You swear what?’
‘I’m going to ram his bloody
teeth so far down his throat that they’ll chatter every time he
farts.’
‘You need to chill. You’re
going to have a heart attack, I’ve never seen you like this over a
girl, you’re acting crazy.’
Doug was right, I was acting
crazy, seriously crazy. A couple of looks at a girl and I was
acting like a possessive jealous husband. O shit, husband? Now I knew I was losing it. Was I seriously so attracted to a girl,
a girl I hadn’t even met, that I was imagining getting that serious with her? I was tempted to go over and shove him off her
and tell her she should be with me, but he was obviously her
boyfriend. What was I thinking? That she’d just dump him to try me?
Hang on a second, why wouldn’t she dump him to try me? I checked
him out, I was much better looking, taller, had a way better body
and I could tell he wasn’t stacked in the cock department. I could
make her come in ways he couldn’t even imagine. I closed my eyes
and groaned, as I imagined her naked willing body below mine,
looking up at me with those big blues eyes and begging me to fill
her. I saw us holding hands as I slowly made love to her and heard
her cry my name in ecstasy. I slapped my hand to my forehead, making love to her? Had I really just imagined making love
to her? I’d never “made love” to a girl in my life, I fucked.
‘Dude seriously, you’re turning
red, take a few breathes.’
‘I think I need some cold air,’
I nodded. I glanced over at her again and hissed through my teeth
as I saw the guy stick a hand on her breast and squeeze. As if that
didn’t make me mad enough, I watched as she removed it and frowned
at him, then the bastard did it again. This time she scowled
fiercely at him, that scowl was seriously hot but right now I was
pissed off. I was beginning to doubt he was a boyfriend, she looked
uncomfortable all of a sudden, uncomfortable and vulnerable and I
felt my heart ache as my fists clenched again. When he grabbed her
arse and she looked at him shocked and tried to push him off, that
made my mind up. I was going to drag him off her and carry her out
of here. No one was ever going to lay a finger on her again, not if
I had anything to do with it.
I strode purposefully forwards,
my anger fuelling me, I needed to protect her from that arsehole,
before he forced her to do something she didn’t want. Suddenly I
was surrounded by people, I tried to push my way through and
realised it was the swim team boys, trying to get me up onto their
shoulders. I yelled at them to get off me and struggled to get
away, damn it, I needed to get to her to make sure she was ok. By
the time they realised I wasn’t joking about it being a bad time
and I made my way to where she’d been standing, she’d vanished. I
felt sick as I looked around the bar. I dragged a young spotty kid
out of his chair and climbed up on it to scan the
my life. I felt another sharp slap on my arm and Julie slammed her
drink down and headed back to the bar to join her friends.
‘Way to go dude,’ Doug laughed.
‘Carry on like this and she’ll do you a favour and dump your arse
first.’
‘Then I better keep staring at
her. Shit, where’s she gone?’ I exclaimed as I looked for the
girl.
‘Not sure you want to
know.’
‘Doug, where is she,’ I
demanded.
‘Over by the bar, with some
guy.’
‘What?’ I hissed, some guy?
What bloody guy? Doug grabbed me, swapped positions and pointed
through the crowds. I felt my fists clench and my blood boil as I
watched some fucking arsehole with his hands on her and his lips on
her neck. I heard myself growl angrily.
‘Dude, seriously? Did you just
fucking growl?’
‘Who the fuck’s that with her?’
I snarled.
‘How the hell should I
know?’
‘If he doesn’t take his fucking
hands off her I swear …’ I shoved both my hands through my hair and
put them on my hips and tried to take a calming breath.
‘You swear what?’
‘I’m going to ram his bloody
teeth so far down his throat that they’ll chatter every time he
farts.’
‘You need to chill. You’re
going to have a heart attack, I’ve never seen you like this over a
girl, you’re acting crazy.’
Doug was right, I was acting
crazy, seriously crazy. A couple of looks at a girl and I was
acting like a possessive jealous husband. O shit, husband? Now I knew I was losing it. Was I seriously so attracted to a girl,
a girl I hadn’t even met, that I was imagining getting that serious with her? I was tempted to go over and shove him off her
and tell her she should be with me, but he was obviously her
boyfriend. What was I thinking? That she’d just dump him to try me?
Hang on a second, why wouldn’t she dump him to try me? I checked
him out, I was much better looking, taller, had a way better body
and I could tell he wasn’t stacked in the cock department. I could
make her come in ways he couldn’t even imagine. I closed my eyes
and groaned, as I imagined her naked willing body below mine,
looking up at me with those big blues eyes and begging me to fill
her. I saw us holding hands as I slowly made love to her and heard
her cry my name in ecstasy. I slapped my hand to my forehead, making love to her? Had I really just imagined making love
to her? I’d never “made love” to a girl in my life, I fucked.
‘Dude seriously, you’re turning
red, take a few breathes.’
‘I think I need some cold air,’
I nodded. I glanced over at her again and hissed through my teeth
as I saw the guy stick a hand on her breast and squeeze. As if that
didn’t make me mad enough, I watched as she removed it and frowned
at him, then the bastard did it again. This time she scowled
fiercely at him, that scowl was seriously hot but right now I was
pissed off. I was beginning to doubt he was a boyfriend, she looked
uncomfortable all of a sudden, uncomfortable and vulnerable and I
felt my heart ache as my fists clenched again. When he grabbed her
arse and she looked at him shocked and tried to push him off, that
made my mind up. I was going to drag him off her and carry her out
of here. No one was ever going to lay a finger on her again, not if
I had anything to do with it.
I strode purposefully forwards,
my anger fuelling me, I needed to protect her from that arsehole,
before he forced her to do something she didn’t want. Suddenly I
was surrounded by people, I tried to push my way through and
realised it was the swim team boys, trying to get me up onto their
shoulders. I yelled at them to get off me and struggled to get
away, damn it, I needed to get to her to make sure she was ok. By
the time they realised I wasn’t joking about it being a bad time
and I made my way to where she’d been standing, she’d vanished. I
felt sick as I looked around the bar. I dragged a young spotty kid
out of his chair and climbed up on it to scan the
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