Never Gonna Happen - Cynthia Eden Page 0,6
don’t get to say those things about your boss.”
“I—”
“I’m mad because you will not fucking touch Alyssa again, understand? Don’t come within ten feet of her.”
“Oh.” A nod. “So you are screwing her—”
“No, I’m not,” he snarled. It’s just a super, super frequent fantasy.
“But you said—”
Alyssa was gone. Shit. “I don’t have time for you now.” He rushed after her. As soon as he shot out of the theater box, Sebastian looked to the left, toward the stairwell.
He saw the top of her dark head as she hurried down the stairs. “Alyssa!”
She didn’t stop. He was pretty sure she sped up.
If she fell on those stairs…hurrying in her heels…
He wasn’t going to chase her down the stairs. That would make her hurry all the more. So he raced into the open elevator and stabbed the button for the first floor. The doors slid closed, and for a moment, he stared at his own reflection.
Selfish prick.
Guilty as charged. But he did have one or two soft spots in the world…
Okay, maybe one…
The doors opened. He saw his soft spot. He surged out and stepped right into her path. Alyssa staggered to a sudden stop, and her hands flew out to curl around his shoulders. A quick, startled cry escaped her lips.
“I got you.” His fingers closed around her hips.
She huffed out a breath. “Why do you have me?”
“Because you were wobbling on those way too high heels.” The sexy heels that she’d wasted on that jerkoff.
Her eyes narrowed.
If looks could kill.
His hold tightened on her. “I was worried you might fall.”
“Hands. Off.”
“Yours or mine? Because I hate to tell you your business—”
“Since when?”
Damn but her eyes were gorgeous. When she was angry, the flecks of gold in her eyes went molten. He wondered if they did the same thing when she was turned on.
“You are always telling me my business! You are always up in my business! Just like you are tonight!”
Her lips were red and slick and that full lower lip of hers made him want to take a bite. Nope. Focus. “This might shock you, princess, but you’re holding pretty tightly to me. I think I can even feel your nails biting into my shirt.”
Horror flashed on her face right before she snatched her hands away from him.
He let her go, too. “You’re not going to fall? Because I can steady you.”
She stepped around him. Double timed it to the exit. Her heels went all click, click, click. The doorman hurriedly opened the door for her.
Sebastian followed right behind her. “Alyssa, we need to talk.” He nodded to the doorman. The warm air hit Sebastian as soon as he stepped outside. “Look, this is very important and—”
She was already at the corner and attempting to hail a cab.
He sighed, admired the view of her for a moment, but said, “You don’t need a cab.”
“I do. Isaac picked me up. Since I don’t plan to get in his vehicle again, I need a ride home.” Her hand kept waving.
“I have my limo waiting.” Just steps away. “I can take you home.”
A cab slowly headed toward her.
Her suspicious stare darted to Sebastian. “Why did you interrupt my date? Wait, how did you even know where I was?”
He didn’t like all the darkness around them. Most folks were in the theater, and the street was too deserted for his piece of mind. “Your brother wanted me to—”
“Ugh. Why does everyone want to talk about my brother?” Alyssa shook her head. Took three fast steps away—
And bullets tore through the metal sign behind her, ripped right through it, leaving small holes before they pounded into the bricks that lined the theater’s outer wall.
If she hadn’t taken those three steps—those bullets would have hit her.
For a moment, Alyssa gaped. Then she screamed.
Sebastian scooped her into his arms and ran for the limo. He dove in, with Alyssa cradled in his arms. “Drive!” Sebastian yelled. “Get us the hell out of here, now! Take us to my place!”
His body was thrown over Alyssa’s and his heart was racing because, holy shit, someone had just taken shots at her! Someone had actually tried to kill Alyssa.
The limo lurched forward. He knew the glass in the windows was bullet-proof because, well, that had been his order. Why not pay for the upgrade? An upgrade that was freaking very useful at that moment.
As his heart thundered in his chest, Sebastian became aware of a few things.
One… Alyssa hadn’t made a sound. Not since her terrified scream.
Two… They were