Redemption(22)

“Hi,” she chirped back.

“My name’s Nick and this,” he motioned to the guy standing next to me, “is Joe. Can we get you another drink?”

I shook my head. “We’ve just ordered, thanks.”

Joe looked down at my chest and licked his lips. God, what a douchebag. “Has anyone ever told you that you have the most amazing eyes?” He was still looking at my chest when he said that.

“Okay, what color are they?”

Joe jumped, looked up to my eyes, and squinted a little. “Green.”

I leaned towards Tara and whispered. “This one’s an asshole. I hope yours is better.”

She shook her head. “No, not really.”

“So, what’s your name?” Joe was looking at my chest again.

“Youran,” I answered. That got his attention.

He frowned at me. “Youran? What kind of name is that?”

I smiled, about to answer, when a voice behind him said, “She means Youran, as in you’re an asshole. Now fuck off.” Dean was right beside him, and he wasn’t happy.

“Listen, dude, I was just talking to this girl here. I was here first, so I suggest you fuck off.”

Oh dear. Big mistake.

Dean grabbed the guy’s hand. I knew what he was going to do the minute I saw that agonizing look on his face.

“Dean, stop. Not here. Don’t you dare!”

Suddenly the other guy, Nick, came over. “Hey, what the fuck’s going on?”

A huge guy with blonde hair and muscles as impressive as Dean’s came over. He placed the back of his hand on Nick’s chest. “I wouldn’t fucking go there if I were you, mate.”

Dean still has his hand on Joe’s. “Now, I suggest you two fuck off before someone gets hurt. Understand?”

Both men nodded and walked off, Joe mumbling, “They’re not fucking worth it anyway.”

Dean made a move, but I grabbed his arm. “Don’t, Dean. They’re not worth it.”

I looked over at Tara to see if she was okay, but I needn’t have worried. She was practically drooling over the guy Dean was with. “Are you okay, Tara?”

She nodded, her mouth wide open as she danced her eyes over the guy, who was smiling back at her. “Hi,” he said, purring the words.

Out of nowhere, Tara grabbed my hand and squeezed it. It was a silent conversation, but one I heard loud and clear. She thought he was hot, hot, hot. I had to agree with her. He was just as impressive as Dean. Speaking of which…

I glared at him. “What are you doing here?”

“Jimmy and I just fancied a drink, didn’t we, Jimmy?” Jimmy nodded with a smile, not once taking his eyes off of Tara. “This is Jimmy, by the way.”

I huffed. “I kind of gathered that.”

Tara suddenly snapped out of her leering. “Hold up a sec. You’re Dean?”

Dean smiled and offered his hand. “The one and only. And you are?”

Tara took his hand and shook it. “I’m Tara. I’m a close friend of Jessica’s.”

Dean frowned with an amused smile. “Well, it’s nice to meet you, Tara.” He winked and Tara blushed. I had never seen her do that before. It seemed Dean’s charm worked on everyone.

“It’s especially nice to meet you, Tara.” Jimmy smiled. It was one of those smiles that would get you into trouble the minute you saw it.

“And you.” She offered Jimmy her hand and he leaned down, lightly kissing the back of it. Tara smiled.

“You look amazing,” Dean whispered in my ear, making me shudder. “I could see all the men in here fucking you with their eyes. If I had my way, I would cut out every single eye from their sockets so it teaches them never to look at you again. No one looks at you like that, Tyler. No one.”

I was suddenly on fire. I should be mad as hell at him for following me and crashing our party of two, but all I could think about right now was how much I wanted him inside me. Besides, I think Tara was having a nice time. I could hear her giggling beside me.

Before I could answer Dean, Tara tugged on my arm. “Erm, Jessica, can you come with me to the bathroom? I need to speak to you about something.”

I looked at her and nodded. “Excuse me,” I said to Dean as I slid off my stool. He helped me down and, suddenly, I was intimately close to him. He smiled down at me like the cat that drank the cream.

“Ladies,” Jimmy said as we walked away.

As soon as we got in the toilet, Tara gasped. “Fuck me, Jessica. You never said Dean was that hot. And you certainly never told me about his extremely hot friend, either. Do they all look like that in England?”

I shook my head with a smile. “I’ve never met Jimmy before. He is kinda hot, though.”