fear him... silly girl... this was her clueless on what to say. Rack the score one for one because neither did he. Instead of stopping he moved on by with nothing more than a nod and a smile showing the sharp and pearly whites as he passed. He made it to the bar when his… date for all intents and purposes came to stand beside him.
"Listen love, I have some unfinished business to wrap. Why not run along and dance or mingle and give me a few minutes." It was a request though his voice had that tone that always meant business. Little miss double D's smiled and obliged but not before leaning in and kissing him square on the mouth.
Perfect.
Bri walked over slowly and stood beside him saying nothing before reaching inside of his coat and pulling out his flask. "Do you mind? Winter made the party apple themed and I am so not looking for a hangover."
Cavalier. Absolutely caviler and he had no trouble admitting then and there he still wanted her. He could take her now, sate both their hungers because oh yeah she wanted him, he could smell it on her and she damn well knew it. But he didn’t want the trouble, the wondering. Hell, he could handle many things but being played for a fool was not one.
It was then and there he realized that all the emotional shit he had been feeling was not hearts and roses and love songs. He was pissed the fuck off. He took the flask before it hit her lips and smiled. "I don’t share unless I know who I am sharing with and I do not know you!" His tone was icy and displaced and she looked at him with those amethyst eyes.
"I thought we were friends." The rise in her heartbeat said all he needed to know. She was acting like an innocent and ready to run like a thief.
He shook his head no. "My friends don’t disappear for over seven months without word." He leaned in until he spoke directly into her ear, his long hair dropping lightly on her bare shoulder. "At least not while I am still inside of them."
His senses picked up a lot of things but from Bri he knew that bringing the truth of their past out like he did he brought with it the obsession of the two of them together. Knew what it was the instant he said it. "Tell me pretty girl, where did you go that night?"
"I didn’t know we were married Fangs or I'd have called."
He snorted. "I doubt I’d have answered." She flinched like he slapped her. "What was the point right?" He walked away before she could answer and wanted to thank the Lord above because Winter fell right in front of him.
"Do not pick a fight with her." She all but pouted. He could feel the anger coming off her in waves but it was why he adored the young Contaca Soul. She didn’t have a mean bone in her body. Not against him anyways.
"Made a point to her that’s all I swear it." He smiled and Winter smiled back before hugging him.
"It's been a while Fangs how are you?"
Terry Pratchett, Stephen Baxter
The Courtship Wars 2 To Bed a Beauty