My Little Farm Girl(40)

“Oh I’m sorry I didn’t realize…”

“No worries, I guess I’ll see you later then.” My ass.

“Sure okay.” She wasn’t sounding so sure of herself now and the laughter was gone. I’ll just have to teach little Ms. Gabriella that it wasn’t polite to kiss one man and flirt with another.

I had no way of knowing whether that had transpired or not, but I knew I didn’t like any part of the conversation we’d just had.

“Liz, hold my calls for the rest of the afternoon will you?” I hung up before my assistant could give me an answer.

It’s fucked, but I had to get over there to see just what the fuck was going on. And just who the fuck this Josh was.

I’ve never run after a woman before in my life, usually it was the other way around. But the thought of some young buck sniffing around what’s mine did not sit well with me at all.

Maybe she’d missed the signals after all; nah, I doubt that, I’m not exactly subtle. And no matter how innocent a woman is, if a man holds you on his lap for an hour and lick your neck while running his hands all over your ass, that’s pretty fucking universal for ‘I wanna fuck’.







I got to the studio where they were doing the rehearsal for the upcoming shoot. Today she was supposed to have had test shots taken.

There was a bevy of people running around once I got there. The production team had already set up and the lighting crew was doing their thing.

I didn’t see her right away and I got a sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach, until I heard her laughter. I followed the sound around the corner and into what looked like a break room.

There was a group of young people there, possibly the other models and part of the production staff. I picked Josh out right away, a blonde muscle bound type with caps and an artificial tan.

I stood back against the wall taking in the action, gauging the situation. If she showed any interest in him whatsoever I will lock her away after tanning her ass.

The wayward thought entered my mind even as the jealousy threatened to choke me. An emotion I was neither familiar with nor appreciative of.

Such weakness was for lesser men, or so I’ve always told myself. The fact that I felt it now, nipping at my heels, was annoying to say the least, especially since he looked like a kid himself.

It wasn’t long before something tipped her off to my presence. I’d like to think it was her attuned sense of me, but at the moment I was too fucking pissed to care.

The smile of delight that crossed her face, just before she jumped up from her seat, where Josh had been sitting on the arm, helped soothe the wild beast, but barely.

“Callan, you came.” She stopped just short of throwing herself into my arms. I saw her check the impulse and pulled her into me, my lips moving down to cover hers before she had the chance to protest had she been inclined to.

I kissed her with my whole mouth, nothing at all like the other morning. That kiss, our first of many, had been a man’s first taste of his mate, a sudden impulse. This was a marking, for all to see and know that this was mine.

That had been tame compared to the way I ate at her lips now before drawing her tongue into my mouth to suckle. Her body melted into mine and her arms came up tentatively around my neck. I was very aware of the eyes that were on us. Take that you little shit.

When I lifted my head from hers I made sure my eyes connected with Josh’s across the way. The gauntlet had been thrown down; whether he’d known I was in the picture before he started his campaign or not, there should be no doubt now.

Pulling her hair, what was he twelve? I ought to break the fucks off at the shoulder and beat him with them. That’s control for ya.

He held my gaze for the barest of seconds before looking away sheepishly. The others had gone back to their conversations, but I could tell they were all still very interested in what was going on between her and I.

Kitten looked stupefied and flushed as she held on to my shirtfront with a tight grip.

“Have you had lunch yet pet?” I held her hip lightly, keeping contact not just for the asshole’s benefit, but for mine as well. I needed to stake my claim, but since I hadn’t quite shown her where this was going, I had to go easy.

I couldn’t take it for granted that she knew what was at play here, she’s so green my little farm girl, that nothing short of me fucking her will get the point across.

I meant to change that tonight, though I may not fuck her yet, since I didn’t think she was ready for that. But I would be damned if I’d leave my woman open to the advances of another man.

After tonight there will be no mistaking who she belonged to. After I set things in motion, her next screw up will cost her. Even green innocents know not to flirt with men other than the one they belong to.