Revealed by You(9)

I huffed. “I’m not questioning that. I just worry that she’ll try to dig her claws into you.”

His mouth pressed against mine, hard and demanding. “Don’t. I am yours.”

I kissed him back, pouring everything into the touch. He just came home a week ago and already issues had begun, thanks to other people. We needed to get away. To be alone. Our trip couldn’t come fast enough.

He placed small pecks on my lips before wrapping his arms around me, whispering that he loved me over and over again in my ear. I didn’t doubt his love. Never have. But when I saw a person that had previously threatened to destroy our relationship come into the club, I questioned whether we were strong enough to deal with her again.





THREE

Claire fucking Morgan. After her claiming that Brett had gotten her pregnant and then to accuse him of beating her, if I never saw her again, it would be too soon.

The vibrant red haired woman headed our way, her full glossy lips turning up into a sneer as she caught sight of me.

“Shit,” Brett snarled.

The bitch from hell slid into the booth across from us, her grin widening. “Well, it’s nice to know that you got home safe, Brett.”

Brett tensed beside me. “Why the hell do you care?”

She crossed her arms under her full chest and sat back, her gaze landing on me. “Keeping him satisfied, Evvie?”

My jaw clenched. “More than I can say for you.”

Her green eyes turned cold. “Why don’t you go do your job and get us some drinks?”

I scoffed. “Please. I’m no one’s bitch, especially not yours.”

“Claire, you need to leave,” Brett stated, his voice firm.

Claire smiled. “Now where’s that brother of yours? I heard he was coming tonight.” Her voice dripped with lust at the sexual innuendo.

My blood boiled. After the first time they had slept together, he promised he wouldn’t again, but knowing him, it wouldn’t surprise me if he had. As much as it would piss me off, I couldn’t control what my brother did. Just the thought of Claire digging her claws into another person I loved made me sick to my stomach.

“Hey Ev.”

I looked up as Ethan approached our table.

“Ask and you shall receive.” Claire grinned. “Hey, gorgeous. I was just asking where you were.”

Ethan’s big body tensed, his gaze landing on the woman sitting across from us. A woman he had been with before he knew what kind of person she really was. “I…what…shit.”

I frowned. “Ethan?”

He scrubbed a hand over his shaved head and shook himself. “I gotta go.” With that, he turned on his heel and left.

Claire moved to get up but I grabbed her wrist, stopping her. Her eyes narrowed, looking at my hand on her before she met my gaze.

“You leave my brother alone,” I snarled.

She pulled out of my grip. “Tell your brother that.”

I watched her get up and leave, following Ethan. Once she caught up to him, she pushed him against the wall, grinding her hips against his. His hands automatically fell to her waist, gripping her in no doubt a tight hold.

Bile rose in my throat and I turned away before I could see anything else.

“He can take care of himself, Evvie.”

I huffed and met Brett’s stare. I was worried for my brother. He had been in and out of jail most of his young life so the first chance he had with a woman, he took it. She would destroy him. Eat him up and spit him out before he even knew what was happening.

I was the youngest of my siblings but why was I always doing the protecting?



***



My skin hummed, adrenaline pumping through me as I walked by Brett. I could feel his gaze on my body as he followed behind me.

I needed to get away. To get away from his guests. From the women that were in love with him. From reality in general. I wanted him and only him. The feel of his skin against mine. Him deep inside of me. Just feel.

In a quick jaunt, I went up the steps to the second floor of his club. No one went up there. Ever. It was mostly storage rooms, two bathrooms and empty tables and chairs.

Knowing he was still following me, I stopped once I found the perfect spot. It over looked the edge so you could see the whole vast expanse of the main floor of the club but it was dark.

The music boomed. People danced as the regulars and customers filed in, mingling with the guests from Brett’s birthday party.

I didn’t want to be rude in stealing him from his friends but we were both distracted. After Claire started practically fucking my brother in front of everyone, I had to get out of there. I could have just left but I didn’t want to give her that satisfaction.

Hot breath scorched my neck and I smiled, licking my lips. He knew me well. One heated look and he was on me, taking what he wanted and giving me what I needed.