Control Me(32)

What? Did she just give me the finger? God, I loved it when she was feisty like this. My dick stirred and I grinned at her.

Yeah, I had it bad. Fuck, this woman turned me on incessantly, especially when she was trying to rile me up.

At that moment, Marco strolled up to me. “So, she’s the real thing, eh, bro? I see you looking at her all the time.”

“She’s my fiancée and fucking gorgeous; of course I’m looking at her. I can’t get enough of her. Why, are you jealous?”

“No. I find it odd, actually. For years, you ignored her and every time her name was ever mentioned after she left the Barossa, you’d turn into a wild man; almost like you hated her. But now, you’re hopelessly in love. I don’t buy it; what’s the deal?”

God, my brother was an ass.

“You’re just jealous that I snagged the most beautiful woman in the country, and you are pissed I got to her first. She’s mine, Marco, and don’t even think about making a move on Milan, either. She’s not one of your floozies so make sure that womanizing dick of yours stays in your pants. I saw how you were ogling her at Mum and Dad’s last Sunday. Stay away from her.”

Marco held his hands up in defence. “Hey, man, I didn’t mean to speak out of turn. I just don’t understand how one minute you’re single and carefree, and by single I mean banging other women, and then the next minute, you announce you’re getting married. To be honest, I’m happy for you, Max. I really am. That means there are more women out there for me. So, you’re warning me off your future sister-in-law, but why? Come on, Max; have you seen the way she looks at me?”

“Yeah, Marco, I have – with contempt.”

“Really, you see her looking at me like that? Well, you are wrong, bro. That little spitfire of a woman wants me. I can feel it every time we are in the same room, man; she’s in ‘lust’ with me big time. She may not admit it or maybe not even know, but imagine how much fun I’ll have trying.”

“Marco, don’t you dare,” I cautioned him. “It’s for your own good and probably your own safety. Those Sinclair sisters may look innocent and subdued, but I’m telling you they are Hell on wheels, and Milan is a little spitfire. If you think Mia is bad, then you haven’t seen anything yet!”

“Damn it, Max, why do you get to have all the fun?” Marco groaned. “So if I can’t go after Milan, how about that PA of yours; the one who hates my guts?” Marco’s eyes searched for Winter.

Winter Reynolds was most definitely off limits; not only to Marco but to any man. Unbeknown to Marco I had hired Winter as a favour to Zane. I actually didn’t know her full story. All Zane said was that she was a friend who needed a job; needing to escape the hustle and bustle of the city. I assumed she was hiding from someone or something. As long as that someone didn’t follow her to the Barossa and cause any trouble, I was fine with her being my employee. Winter was always jittery around any man that came in contact with her. Except for Marco; with him Winter was abrupt and evasive, probably something that Marco needed to deflate his ego.

“I give up. Do what the fuck you want, but don’t say I didn’t warn you. You are such a horn dog, you know that?”

“Take after my big bro in that department. Now you can give Mum and Dad the heir they’ve always wanted. It’ll definitely take the pressure off me; that’s for sure.”

“I’m not too sure about an heir, Marco, but I sure as hell plan on getting a lot of baby-making practice in soon.” I grinned, my anger easing when I realised Marco was sincere. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I need to have a word with my soon-to-be blushing bride.”

I hovered on the outskirts of the circle, waiting for Jada to acknowledge me.

She didn’t.

So I grasped her around her waist, palming her hips and resting my head on her shoulder. “Hey, Princess.”

Jada immediately stiffened up.

Everyone around us noticed. “It’s okay, babe; I’m not going to do anything to embarrass you in front of your friends.” I dropped my voice to a whisper. “I plan to save what I want to do to you in private.” I nuzzled her neck, inhaling her sweet, vanilla scent. “We need to keep those moments strictly between us, babe.”

There was muffled laughter all around us. Jada was blushing and glaring at me in fury.

“Sorry, everyone, but I need to steal away my beautiful fiancée for a minute.”

I dragged her by the hand to a bedroom down the hall. Jada whirled around and jerked out of my grasp with her hands on her hips, her eyes shooting daggers at me.