Never Gonna Happen - Cynthia Eden Page 0,32
why Sebastian didn’t tell me how gorgeous you are,” Dex continued. “He mentioned plenty of other little details, but he skipped that particular part. Oh, wait, now I know. I bet it was because he didn’t want the competition since he was trying to get in your—”
Sebastian shoved a hand against Dex’s chest. “Drop your act.”
“I’m not acting,” Dex fired back, seemingly offended. “Friends don’t keep friends from—”
“You’re not my fucking friend.” And Dex wasn’t touching Alyssa any longer. Good. “Antony is my friend. Winston is my friend. You? You’re my pain in the ass handler.”
Dex’s face tightened. “I think you’ll want to stop now.”
Because he wasn’t supposed to tell Alyssa about Dex’s real identity. Because Sebastian wasn’t supposed to tell her who he really was, either. “Screw that. Alyssa already knows. From here on out, she knows everything.”
Dex’s gray eyes glittered. “Do you know what the hell you’re doing? Do you really want to fuck Antony’s sister so much that you would risk destroying everything else?”
He could hear a fast drumming in his ears. Sebastian smiled at Alyssa. “Would you scoot back just a little bit?”
She blinked at him.
“Please?” Sebastian added.
She scooted.
“Thank you.” Another smile for her. One with his dimples.
Then he turned, drew back his hand, and plowed his fist right into Dex’s jaw.
Chapter Eight
Well, that had certainly accelerated quickly.
One minute, the blond-haired guy with the torn jeans had been all smirky and insulting with his whole, “Do you know what the hell you’re doing? Do you really want to fuck Antony’s sister so much that you would risk destroying everything else?”
And in the next moment, Sebastian’s blow had sent the man—Dex?—stumbling back.
“Lucky punch,” Dex snapped.
His lower lip seemed to be bleeding.
“Let’s see if I can get lucky again,” Sebastian fired back as he lunged for the other man once more.
Were they seriously about to have a fist fight? Right there?
“Stop! Sebastian!” The sharp cry exploded from her before she could give it a second thought.
Sebastian stopped. He turned to look at her.
And Dex shoved his fist into Sebastian’s side.
Her eyes widened in horror.
“Sonofabitch,” Sebastian breathed. “You’ll pay for that.”
“Yeah? Will I?” Dex taunted. “Did you see what just happened? Your crush over there called out your name and your fool self got distracted. You get distracted in this business, and you get killed. That’s why I’m taking her away from you.”
She’d misheard. Obviously. Or he was just insane. “I’m not going anywhere with you.”
“Damn straight, she’s not.” Sebastian straightened. His body moved protectively closer to hers. She could practically feel the tension pouring from him as he dared, “Try to take her and let’s see how fast I can kick your ass.”
If this Dex person was his handler, were they really supposed to be fighting? Because the air was so thick that she could barely breathe. “I think we all need to take a moment and calm down.”
Dex quirked a brow. “I am super calm. Folks say I have ice in my veins.” He motioned toward Sebastian. “Everyone knows he’s the crazy one.”
“Try to take her from me, and I will show you just how crazy I can be.”
“Sebastian.” She put her hand on his chest. “I’m not leaving you.”
Some of the stiffness left his shoulders.
“He’s not taking me away. He…he can’t do that.” Can he?
“With the power of the government behind me, I can do lots of things,” Dex assured her. “So don’t go making assumptions over there.”
“Let me kick his ass,” Sebastian muttered. “It will be fast, I promise.”
“He’s your handler.”
“He’s a douche.”
“I heard that,” Dex said.
“You were supposed to. There’s a reason I said it loudly.”
Alyssa stared into Sebastian’s eyes. “I’m scared.”
His whole expression immediately changed. “You do not have to be. I will never let anything happen to you.”
Behind her, Dex coughed. “He’s not Superman. Or, if he is, then you’re his kryptonite. So, yes, shit can happen. We should talk about it. Get it all out in the open.”
“I’m his kryptonite?” Now she did glance back at Dex. “What are you even talking about?”
He smiled at her. He didn’t have Sebastian’s perfect dimples, but she supposed he was an attractive guy. Good bone structure. Slightly hawkish nose. Hard jaw. Tanned skin.
But…
He was scaring her and pissing her off so she didn’t like him. At all.
“You.” Dex waved vaguely toward her and ignored his swelling lower lip. “He’s distracted by you. Normally, Sebastian knows when I’m close, but I walked my ass right into his study, and he was so busy trying to