One of the girls burst out laughing, and several others joined her. My face felt like it was on fire.
“You are so not Krit’s type,” one of the girl’s said in an amused tone.
“Nice try,” another one piped up.
The guy gave me a pity smile. “Come on now. Let’s get you out of here.”
I didn’t want to stay back there with those women anyway.
“Fine,” I replied, but I wasn’t giving him my hand. I didn’t know him.
I stepped around him and shoved my way through at least fifteen girls. What the heck did four guys need with fifteen girls? Was that even possible? I ignored the sick knot in my stomach. It was likely that Krit would get a couple of these girls pawing all over him, and he’d forget about me until he was done. I would be stuck out there in the crowd, alone.
“Blythe.” Krit called out my name, and relief swamped me. I wasn’t going to have to go out there and face all those people. “Get the f**k away from her,” he ordered as he jumped down the steps and shoved the guy much bigger than him as well as a couple of the girls until he had his hand wrapped around my arm.
“Where are you going?” he asked, looking panicked.
I turned to look up at the guy in black. “He was sending me away,” I explained.
“She’s really with you?” the man asked incredulously.
“Did she f**king say she was with me?” Krit roared as he pulled me beside him and wrapped his arm around my shoulders.
“Yeah, but they all say that,” he said defensively.
“Does she like the rest of them?” he asked in a hard voice. He was angry. Again.
“No. I’m sorry, dude. You never bring a girl with you.”
“I will from now on. You’ll see her again. Make sure the others know this one is mine,” he ordered. Then he looked down at me. “Let’s get out of here.”
“Okay,” I replied, but the women behind us drowned my voice out. They were trying to get Krit’s attention.
“He’s taken, beauties, but I’m so f**king not,” Green called out over the women. Then Matty and Legend joined him.
Krit walked us to the backdoor that we’d arrived at earlier.
“Are we leaving them?” I asked, glancing back at the crowd.
“Yeah, they’ll be awhile. I have a car picking us up. I was prepared for this,” he replied, then pressed a kiss to my head. “Next time someone tries that shit again, you call my name real f**king loud. Got it?”
Next time? My heart fluttered. There would be a next time.
“Okay,” I replied.
“I’ll make sure they know who you are at the next place. I should’ve thought of that tonight.”
The possessive way he sounded made me want things I couldn’t have. I knew in my head that Krit didn’t mean what I wanted him to mean. But with him touching me and holding me all the time, it was hard to remind myself that he was just affectionate. I just wasn’t positive this was safe for my heart. I had never loved anyone. A month ago I would have said I had no idea what love felt like. However, I was beginning to think that this might be it. And I knew that was not what Krit wanted from me.
A black Lincoln Town Car was waiting outside. Krit walked over to it and opened the door. “Get in,” he said with a grin.
When we were both inside and headed back to Sea Breeze, I relaxed against Krit. My eyelids were feeling heavy, and I enjoyed his warmth as I slipped into my dreams.
* * *
I woke up tucked into my bed, but I wasn’t alone. I lifted my head to look down at the hard drool-worthy chest I had been sleeping on. It wasn’t as soft as my pillow, but it was so much better. I took in the sexy musical note tattooed on his pec—it was perfect for him. I wanted to trace all the ink on his chest and arms, but he was still blissfully asleep. With his bad boy smirk gone and his long eyelashes brushing his cheekbones, he really did look like a fallen angel.
I remembered waking up with him carrying me last night, and then again when he pulled my boots off. Then his warm body had climbed into bed with me, and I had been drawn to him.