The Lover Beneath Me(37)

“Let’s go eat. I want to unwind before tomorrow when we meet the lawyers,” Rafe said as he stood up.

“Whatever you want.” I checked my phone, but still Addie hadn’t made contact. This woman was going to be the death of me.

“Come on, Evans, maybe Addie’s at the hotel, waiting for you. Let’s go eat and we’ll head back,” Rafe mocked. He knew she wouldn’t be there. Who the fuck was this woman named Chantal and why the hell was Addie pissed at me exactly? “Clark, would you like to join us?” Rafe asked as he headed for the door.

“No, but thanks,” said Clark.

“Suit yourself,” I said as I left.

I stopped dead in my tracks the moment we entered the pub and I saw Addie with another woman. They were both laughing over a bottle of wine. Rafe pulled me to our table.

“What the hell are you looking at, Evans?” Rafe said as he sat down. I said nothing as I zeroed in, eye fucking Addie. Rafe turned his head and finally saw her. She literally took my breath away with her stunning, wavy brown hair and her eyes wide. Her laughter was genuine and loud as she joked with her friend. I wanted to so go over there, rip off her clothes and fuck her like mad.

“Damn, man, I hate being the third wheel. Why don’t you just go over there already?” Rafe berated me.

I watched her all night. I couldn’t help it. She was so beautiful and so damn sexy. Images of fucking her in various parts of the restaurant danced around in my mind. I could tell she was avoiding me. She knew I was here, which only made me want her more. Her wondrous hazel eyes would occasionally look my way. God damn, she pissed me off.

I stood up, my eyes only seeing her. I knew she felt my presence as I moved closer to her. Her body was singing my name.

Standing next to Addie, she turned her head slightly, while her friend said something in French. I pulled her off the stool to the back of the restaurant into a small alcove. I placed my hands on either side of her, caging her in. She stared at me defiantly, trying to move, but I held my ground as she shot her usual contempt-filled eyes at me. Yeah, those were only reserved for yours truly. I leaned in that much closer. Inhaling, her enticing sweet scent filled my senses; my cock reacted at once. I slowly licked my lower lip. I want to taste her now. For one mere moment, Addie stilled, her body feeling just perfect in my space. But the moment didn’t last long; she pushed me back, pissing me off.

“Get off me, Daimon,” she gritted out. I needed her heat, her heat on my skin.

“No,” I said as I pushed her back onto the wall, grabbing her shoulders.

I dipped in, letting the bridge of my nose caress her jaw. I took a deeper breath, taking in the sweet smell of Addie. Her eyes closed as her head slowly fell back. I let out a breath. I was going to kiss my woman. I was going to have my tongue dance around her mouth, tasting her, savoring her. I couldn’t help but bring her in closer to me. I wanted my cock to press up against her. I wanted to feel her body melt against mine.

“Go screw yourself, Daimon,” she said in a hushed voice, making me smile as my cock stood to attention. I loved it when she swore at me. I knew she was lost to me.

“Why? ‘Cause I told you that you’re worth more? ‘Cause I want you to be proud to be my wife?” I said roughly, as I continued to stare closely into her eyes.

“No! Because you don’t want the old Addie. She’s still inside me, Daimon, and I'm not going to hide her away cause you don’t like the sight of her,” she bit back roughly as she tried to catch her breath. Son of a bitch. I moved my hand higher making a fist as I hit the wall behind her.

“I was going to fuck you right here. I wanted to fuck some sense into you, but knowing you, you’d think it was me wanting to control you,” I growled as I stood straight. “It’s too bad, Addie, that you can’t see what I see. You’re perfect and I just wish you saw it too,” I said angrily at her. Her face changed and her eyes softened. “Have fun with your friend. I’ll see you back at the hotel.” I left my Addie in the alcove I had dragged her in. Fuck, I was pissed at her and her idiocy.

“Rafe, get your ass up. We’re leaving,” I called out to him just before I left.

“Hey, Evans,” Rafe shouted at me as we left the restaurant. “Holy shit, man, you’re pussy whipped.”

“Shut the fuck up, Rafe,” I said angrily as I grabbed at him.

“Listen, Evans, I realize Addie means everything to you, but fuck, man, Addie, from the little you’ve told me, has had it hard. Why not take it easy on her?” Rafe said calmly as I held him.

“She pissed me off,” I said as I let him go.