By the time she reached her spot across from me, I knew I’d been hit by the James freight train of love. It hit every one of us. Damn, I love her, I thought to myself. I hated that all I saw was a profile of her. That wasn’t bad, but it meant that all those bastards were seeing her curves and her cleavage. I growled when I noticed that one of my brother’s employees winked at her. Looking to see her reaction had ticked me off; she blushed.
The moment Natalie reached the altar, I got to look at Emmy’s beautiful face. She was smiling at the couple, but I was watching her intently. She caught my stare and blushed again. As jealous as I was, I still took her smile and blush as my own. I didn’t see any of the wedding because my focus was on her and what I planned to do her tonight.
Once the ceremony was over, I played my part and hooked her arm in mine. My hold was more possessive than it should be. “You look stunning, Emmy. I don’t care for it.”
“Would you rather I looked like shit?”
“It’s not the point,” I argued, trying to find a point to make.
“Well, just so you know, you look handsome, and I have to deal with it. So get over it,” she snapped back but did so without that lovely smile on her face.
“Just know you belong to me.” I gripped her wrist then intertwined our hands. I could feel her pulse speed up.
“I like you, but don’t push it.” I wanted to laugh.
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The reception was held just after the wedding in our large garden. And shit kicked off right away. With all the congratulations going around, I’d lost Emmy from my side. She thought she was slick. She knew that I was serious earlier, but she had no idea how serious. When I found her, she was by the bar taking a shot with the same guy who winked at her at the wedding.
No one stood in my way so when I got to her, I caught her by surprise. Pulling her arm, I turned her to me. “What did I say, Emmy?”
“I heard what you said and told you not to push, but you haven’t listened. I’m not Natalie. I won’t just fall at your feet.”
“Fine, sweetheart, but know this... Two can play that game.” I took her shot and slammed it back, letting the tequila burn my throat.
I turned to the jackass, “Hello, I’m Simon James.”
“I’m Carl Tanner.”
“Well, Carl, I’m Cameron’s brother. If you want to keep your job, you’ll stay away from my future wife. Understand me?”
“That’s not fair, Simon,” she griped and stomped her foot.
I gently grabbed her chin and whispered, “I never said I’d play fair.” Leaning down, I kissed her lips softly. She reacted just like I expected, clinging to my mouth with a hand pressed to my chest. I stepped back and gave him a smirk. “Have a nice night.”
I walked away with a smile, but I was pissed. What the fuck did she think she was doing?
My plan would work; I was sure of it. She didn’t like my bossy attitude, but she needed to learn that what she was doing wasn’t cool— especially when the tables were turned.
I walked up to a beautiful blonde and slid my hand onto her waist. Andy turned and hugged me. “My, don’t you look handsome. You clean up well.”
“You look beautiful, too.” I could feel the burn on the back of my neck. Those blue eyes were searing my skin with her anger.
We had talked for a few minutes before I looked back to where Emmy was standing and I smiled. That’s when I saw the look I didn’t want to see. She was about to cry. Fuck.
I rushed to her side but not soon enough. Nat was sitting at a party table with her now and they were talking. I joined them and took a seat.
“So what time does your flight leave on Sunday?” Nat asked nonchalantly. Sunday? I wasn’t going to let that happen.
“Ten in the morning.”
“That’s how long you’re staying?” I asked, shocked. I had to work quick.
“Yes. I do have a life to go back to.” Looked like somebody was mad at me.
“We’ll see about that,” I murmured into my brother’s ear. He chuckled and gave me a wink.
“What did you say?”
“What does it matter? Apparently, what I say means shit to you.”
“That’s not true.” She downed another drink. I wondered how many drinks she’d had already. I saw her with at least three and we were just getting ready to sit down to eat.
Even though we weren’t speaking to each other, we talked to the rest of the wedding party. I learned that she was still looking for a job and that she couldn’t stand her sister-in-law. I kept my eyes on her throughout our meal and noticed that she had another two drinks.