It absolutely would. She’d melt quickly into a puddle at his feet. Then he’d know he could play with her anytime he wanted, and her body would respond.
Maybe she should stop fighting him and just ask what the hell he wanted.
“Fine. I want you. I admit it. What’s the point?”
“The point is, things aren’t right between us. We have to talk.”
“Please, just listen.” Slade turned to her and sighed. “Gavin has a few things he wants to say to you.”
Gavin had already said enough. She’d been hauled bodily to Alaska, forced to miss her visit with her grandmother. She’d had her cell phone taken away. She’d lost her virginity and her ability to wear underwear. Gavin had ripped her heart out, forced her to admit that she wanted him, and now he had something to say? Marnie had told her to get mad. Well, she was mad.
Hannah picked up her shot glass and threw it straight at Gavin’s head. “I’m not listening.”
“Fuck,” Gavin cursed as the shot glass whizzed past his head and smashed against the wall behind him, shattering.
Hannah reached for another on the bar nearby. Gavin strode toward her, the promise of punishment ripe in his eyes. She threw the glass in her grip. It pulled left again.
Slade and Dex seemed content to just watch the whole thing play out with barely repressed smiles.
“Hey, Gavin, before you spank her, you did promise to grovel.” Dex leaned against the bar.
Gavin’s eyes narrowed. “I can’t grovel if she’s throwing shit at my head.”
“You, groveling? Ha!” Hannah reached for a nearby glass tumbler and raised it over her head. If she was having trouble with the smaller missiles, she’d go bigger. “That’ll never happen.”
Hannah aimed carefully. She would only get so many chances before Slade or Dex put a stop to her retribution.
“If you’re going to hit him, aim for the face, darlin’,” Dex said. “He’s going to be tender there.
“Absolutely,” Slade agreed. “Dex and I both slugged him earlier today.”
“Why did you hit Gavin?” And now that she thought about it, why had they allowed her to pitch fastballs at their brother’s head. It wasn’t like them. One of them should have had her over their knee before she could let the first one fly. Yet here they stood, watching as she took out her frustrations on the barware.
“For a couple of reasons,” Slade explained. “First, he should never have said the things he said to you.”
“He told you?” Why would he have told them? If he’d really been trying to push her away, he should have used the opportunity to shove a wedge between her and his brothers.
“I told them everything, sweetheart.” Gavin stood up, the look on his face so regretful that Hannah put the glass down. She hadn’t really looked at him before. She’d simply reacted to his presence. His handsome face was slightly swollen on his left jaw, and his right cheek, near his eye, had started to swell.
“Dex hit him for what he said to you. I hit him for not using a condom,” Slade explained.
Dex’s eyebrows climbed up his forehead. “He did what?” Hannah set down the wine glass and held up a hand. “Stop. Back off on the barbarian act.” She turned back to Gavin. “Why did you tell them?”
“I was confessing at the time. Everything.” Gavin stared at her. She could feel his will pounding at her. “I told my brothers all the mistakes I’ve made. Pushing you away was one of the stupidest.”
“Why do you think that?”
“Because I love you, Hannah.”
She was suddenly just tired. “I’m sorry, Gavin, but I don’t know if I can trust you. I believe that you think you mean what you’re saying. I can even believe that you have feelings for me, but I’ll always be a country girl with a community college education. I can’t change that. I won’t ever really care about the stuff those society women do, like fashion designers or what kind of car I drive. I can’t be the kind of wife you need.”
“You’re exactly the kind of wife I need.” Gavin closed the last few steps between them.
“Loving. Kind. Smart. Loyal. Hannah, I can’t imagine loving another woman the way I love you.
I screwed this up. I just hope you’ll give me a second chance.” She wanted to, but he’d battered her heart pretty badly.
Dex’s phone trilled. He cursed under his breath as he pulled it out and answered it. “It’s the site. I’ll be right back.”
Dex stepped away. Slade’s hands came out to cup her shoulders. “Hannah, he’s been scared.