Addison's hand stays where it is, so if she wants to play this game, we'll play. I slide my hand out from under hers so that the warmth of her palm is now burning me through my khakis. She still doesn't retreat, so I cover her dainty hand and start slowly, sensually rubbing up and down my thigh, coming closer and closer to my cock with every pass. The bastard between my legs swells and rises to attention, trying to get a bad touch. I barely swallow down my groan before it escapes.
"That's enough, Jake-ass," Addison grits out softly between her clenched teeth.
"What?" I ask innocently, releasing her hand. "If we're going to sell this shit then it's supposed to look like we can't keep our hands off each other."
"Here you go," the bartender says when he sits our drinks down on the little square napkins in front of us. "Let me know if you need anything else." Then he winks, actually fucking winks at Addison, and she beams back at him like he hung the moon. Oh come on!
I whip out my wallet and throw down some bills, more than enough for our drinks. "Keep the change. It must be tough working for tips since so many assholes probably short you."
The college kid's clean-shaven jaw ticks when he finally glares at me instead of drooling over Addison's cleavage. "Yeah, it is, but unfortunately not all of us can juggle balls one day a week for a ridiculous amount of money. Some of us have to actually work to put ourselves through medical school."
Fucker. So he knows who I am and he thinks he has a chance with my girl?
"What type of medicine are you studying and where?" Addison asks, interrupting our pissing contest.
"Pathology at UNC's Charlotte campus," Dr. McDreamy-wanna-be answers with a megawatt smile when he turns back to Addison.
"Oh wow, that's impressive. I graduated from Wake Medical with a specialization in psychiatry."
"So not only are you beautiful, but you're also incredibly smart, the total package," he tells her with a cheesy smile and a stunning blush spreads over Addy’s ivory cheeks.
I'm starting to feel like I'm a bystander on this “date”, and it's pissing me off. So I decide it's time to interrupt.
"She's also a sexy little freak in bed. Don't let the classy exterior fool you. You wouldn't believe the kinky shit she begs me to do to her with whips and chains," I intercede. "Actually, I think that's a little bit of my, well you know..." I swipe my thumb over the corner of Addison's painted lips, unable to prevent my shit-eating-grin at the furious expression on her gorgeous face. Golden eyes squinting in anger, it's a wonder she hasn't bitten the tip of my finger off yet.
"Then I better go freshen up in the bathroom, honey," she mutters before hopping down from the stool. Then I watch her sway her hips in a fantastic way with her departure.
"You really are the asshole the media makes you out to be," the jerk behind the bar says, pulling my eyes from her ass when Addison's out of earshot.
"Yeah, I am. But guess which asshole she'll be going home with tonight. Here's a hint, it sure as fuck won't be you." Only because Addison is being paid to be with me. The thought that she'd drop me for this douchebag in a heartbeat if she wasn't makes me so angry that I want to send this bastard to dental school after I knock his fucking teeth out.
"Then she's obviously not as smart as I thought she was," he replies, before walking off to take another customer's drink order.
Thankfully the host comes over and tells me our table is ready. After he points out which one, I finish my drink and walk over to wait for Addison to come out of the bathroom. My chest is still heaving from dealing with the fucker at the bar, my adrenaline pumping through my veins at being challenged. So when Addison steps out the door, I attack her, my hips flattening hers against the wall while my hands cage her in on either side of her head.
"I think you're forgetting your job," I lean down and whisper against her ear. "It sure as fuck isn't flirting with waiters where everyone can see. So for damage control you're gonna kiss me like you can't fucking wait to ride my cock." I grind that particular anatomy that's hard as a rock into her stomach and hear her sharp inhale. Then, because I can, I drag my tongue over her ear and down her neck before covering her mouth with mine. Oh, and she is pissed! I almost choke on the forcefulness of her tongue in my mouth before I swirl my own around hers and force it backwards, taking control, dominating the kiss.
Addison's palms that were pushing against my chest relax before her arms wrap around my neck, her fingernails digging into my flesh. Now that I know she isn't going anywhere, I lower one of my hands all the way down the side of her curves to the outside of her thigh. When my hand ventures underneath the hem of her dress, she moans into my mouth and we both freeze. Whoa. Either she's a hell of an actress or...she's turned on. Based on the fact that she's completely stopped breathing, I'm pretty sure she's embarrassed because it's the latter.