Chapter 34
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
Bennett
The water cascades over me, trailing down my chest as I lean forward with my head resting against the shower wall. My pulse is still racing, my hands shake.
By the time I got home, Adley was already in bed.
I didn’t feel up to being social, I didn’t want anything to drown out the sounds of Lexi moaning in my ear.
It’s the same memory I was holding onto now as I fisted my erection imagining the pressure is her, touching me.
It took everything I had to pull back. Now all I wanted was her here with me.
The pressure was building, as my toes curl into the tile beneath my feet. My stomach tenses, and I squeeze a little tighter, picture Lexi beneath me.
Sighing her name as I lose control, I slouch forward and continue to pump my hand.
I felt like a teenage boy again.
Finishing my shower, I throw on my shorts and then climb into bed. Laying on my back with one arm behind my head, I stare up at the ceiling.
I close my eyes, trying to fall asleep and all I end up with is an illusion of Lexi above me moving her hips the way she did beneath me. I fist the sheets and close my eyes tighter.
I was going to lose it. Fuck, I was hanging on by a thread.
“Where the hell are you?” Finn asks as I climb up into my truck.
“I’m on my way asshole, calm down. I was finishing up things at the house and I had to go get cleaned up.”
“Well the girls are all dancing and half drunk. Rory and Adley have been shooting daggers at each other all night and your brother is threatening to beat two guys’ asses that keep hitting on the girls.”
“What guys?”
“Just a couple of idiots that haven’t quite caught on that they are being targeted. I kind of want to watch them shit themselves when Brant approaches them, but I’m not sure I have the money to bail his ass out.”
I laugh as I turn onto the same street the bar is on.
“I’ll be there in less than three.” I end the call and press down on the gas pedal a little harder.
Pulling into Sully’s parking lot, the place is packed. It takes me a bit to find a parking space.
Shutting off my engine, I grab my keys and jump out, locking it behind me.
When I enter I immediately find Brantley and the guys. Finn was right I could already see it in my brother. We have the distinctive look when we get mad. Shoulders squared, legs wide, arms crossed, eyes narrowed, jaw ticking, he had it all.
Finn sees me, and I swear the guy instantly relaxes and starts walking toward me.
“At this point Rory and your brother are ready for war.” He points toward the two guys who are leaning against the end of the bar, staring toward the dance floor. Both of them are holding a beer and looking really interested in what they see.
“I got it,” I tell Finn and start walking in their direction. Moving in at their side, I watch for a minute until they notice me standing there. “You like what you see?”
“Who wouldn’t?” one of them says and the other nods in agreement.
“Probably smarter men than you.”
“What?” dumbass number two asks.
“You see those six women dancing all together in their own little group? The ones that look like they don’t notice anyone else but each other.”
“Yeah, we notice,” dumbass one says with a smile.
“Those six women just so happen to have six men watching over them very closely. And right now boys you seem to be the main focus of those six men.”
I watch as they look around the bar and the minute they land on my group dumbass two swallows hard.
“I only see five,” number one announces with a smirk and then moves his attention back to me.
“Six,” I say, pointing to myself. “So if the two of you are thinking of making any kind of move toward those women you might want to rethink that decision. My brother, the big ass dude over there that looks like he’s ten seconds from ripping off your head, is barely hanging on.
Me, I’m just getting here, and I haven’t been subjected to the display they have.
I’m still building up to the point where I want to beat your ass for looking at our ladies.
So this is me giving you both a heads-up.
Take it as you want, but my advice, I’d find yourselves a new interest."
The two of them turn around and I know I’ve gotten through to them.
As I rejoin the guys, Finn offers me a fist bump and I finally order myself a beer.
“What did you say to them?” Brantley asks from my side.
“I told them that you’re unstable and have killed before. I told them we have several acres of land, a backhoe, and a concrete truck. They got the point.”
He chuckles and I grab my beer turning around to face the ladies.
“They all drinking tonight?”
“They’ve been doing shots. Apparently Adley passed some big exam she was stressing over and Lexi got the news that Camryn will be with her permanently as of Monday. Then Jillian had Kendall deliver all her ex’s shit to him in the form of dragging it behind her tow truck.”
I am still focusing on the fact that Lexi got good news and I hadn’t heard from her.
“She just got the call twenty minutes ago, when she was on the dance floor,” Brantley tells me like he can read my thoughts. “She knew you were on your way here.”
I nod, holding my beer out to him. “Can you hold on to this?”
He takes it and I start walking toward the dance floor.
We said slow, and it’s been weeks. But after last night, the shift between Lexi and I, it has to mean something.
Fuck slow, I wanted her. I wanted it all.