Alphas on Top(96)

“Okay, guys,” I say, looking at my watch, or where I would have one if I ever wore a watch. “I gotta go. I need to take my dog for a walk before it gets too late.” All the guys turn to look at me.

“You’re leaving to walk your dog?” Cash asks in a tone that says he doesn’t believe me. But I don’t care anymore. I just need to leave quickly.

“Yeah, I walk him every night. So, I guess I’ll see you guys around sometime. It was nice meeting you all.”

I walk to the booth that has all of our coats and dig mine out from the bottom of the pile, along with my purse. Turning around, I bump into a solid wall.

“Sorry!” I say.

Asher is glaring down at me with a look of disbelief and what appears to be anger on his very handsome face. I want to laugh. What does he really expect? He brought me to a place where every five minutes, he’s getting hit on. It was totally rude! He has so many females vying for his attention, I am sure he won’t even notice I was gone. Plus, I’ve lived with a woman who had to be the center of attention and I refuse to date someone who has the same problem. Not that this is a date…I'm just saying; I won’t do that to myself.

“Excuse me,” I say, trying to walk around him. He grabs my hand and starts pulling me out the door behind him.

“Later, November.” I hear from behind me along with a lot of laughter.

“Yeah, later, guys,” I yell back, trying to pull my hand free without making a scene.

“Can you slow down, buddy? Your legs are a lot longer than mine,” I say to Asher’s back. He doesn’t say anything but he does slow down. Whatever. I just need to get home and forget this day ever happened. Once I’m at my car, I pull my hand free and start searching for my keys.

“Well, thanks for the beer,” I say, looking in my bag. “It was um…fun. Ah…there you are, you sneaky little buggers,” I say when I find my keys. I go to unlock my door and my keys are snatched out of my hand.

“Hey, I need those,” I yell, trying to reach for the keys that are now in Asher’s hand.

“You can have them back after you tell me why the fuck you’re leaving.”

“What? I already told you I have to walk Beast. He’s looking forward to it,” I say, and his lips go into a flat line.

“Yeah, you said that about your dog. But I know that’s not the real reason, so tell me why the fuck you’re really leaving.”

I put my hands on my hips, realizing I'm pissed off once again. “Listen, buddy, I have to go walk my dog. I’ve told you three times now.” I show him three fingers just to make sure my point is made.

“What the fuck? We were having a good time then all of a sudden, your face looked like someone stole your ice cream and you had to leave.”

“You’re so annoying! Can’t I just want to go home to my dog?” I ask.

“I know there were a lot of people in there and—”

“A lot of people in there?” I ask, completely shocked. Did he not notice the harem of women gathered around us? Yes, his brothers were there and they are just as hot as him, but they didn’t ask me to come here. Asher did.

“I just thought you would like to meet some people. I know you’re new to town.”

Well, at least now I know for sure that this was in no way a date. He just wants to be nice and introduce me to people. Wow, I'm such a loser. Now, I’m pissed off that I made myself believe that maybe he liked me. And I’m even more pissed off that most of the people he introduced me to, are women that he has slept with. I mean, really. Is he recruiting?

“Well, buddy, I did have a good time. Maybe when we do it again, you can tell all the chicks that you’re sleeping with, or have slept with, to come by and we’ll all hang out. They seemed so excited to meet me. How does that sound to you?” His mouth is hanging open and he looks shocked. “Can I have my keys now?” I ask, holding out my hand. I feel like an idiot for saying it, but I know there is no way to shove the words back down my throat.

“It’s been a long time since I slept with any of them.”

“I'm sure!” I say, holding out my hand. “Now, my keys?”

“It’s the truth,” he says and I see a tic in his jaw.

“Okay,” I say, not believing for one second the crap that’s coming out of his mouth. “Can I have my keys?”

“No. We’re taking my jeep.”

“What?” I can actually feel my eyes popping out of my head like I'm some crazy cartoon character.

“We’re taking my jeep to get your dog and take him for a walk.”