of his beer. “I don’t know her real name.”
“Why is her club name Dyson?” As soon as I ask, I have figured it out already in my head.
“Her mouth is like a vacuum cleaner.” He laughs and I hate him for it.
Frowning, I turn away from him and try to join in on Elise and Scrappy’s conversation. I bet he has had a sample of her dirty mouth too and I fucking kissed him!
“I don’t believe you.” Elise laughs.
“It’s true.” Scrappy laughs. “His old lady was begging for it, Lissy.”
Elise laughs and I smile as I watch her.
“You’re jealous.” Brandon whispers in my ear.
I ignore him and the rage keeps building inside of me. Scrappy turns to face me, really noticing me for the first time and I don’t take that as an insult. He was too happy to see Elise to take notice of anyone.
“Hello.” He smiles at me and I feel Brandon tense beside me.
“Hi.” I answer back.
“I’m Scrappy.” He greets.
“I’m Lauren.” I reply. “Interesting name.”
He shrugs his shoulders. “My mum gave it to me, I loved fighting as a kid and still do, so it stuck.”
“Too bad you were shit at it.” Brandon answers back and I notice a hint of annoyance in his voice.
“Keep telling yourself that.” Scrappy glares over at Brandon and then returns to me. “So, you were with The Devil’s when my sister got there?”
I nod my head in answer, hoping he doesn’t want too much information. “Thank you.” Is all he says and smiles at me. I try not to swoon but it’s no use, I almost melt into a puddle right there. That is one fucking panty wetting smile if I ever saw one. Sorry Brandon!
I watch as men start to lead their women to have a dance and smile as they begin to grind. People live so happily here and I’m jealous. After all this shit with Demon is sorted, I will have to go and return to my lonely life.
“You made any friends while you’ve been here?” Scrappy asks.
“A few,” I answer. “Everyone’s nice here.”
“Well Lauren, that’s probably because you are a very pretty woman.” Scrappy smiles and I blush.
“Thank you.” I laugh.
“No need to thank me, darling.” He sits closer and Brandon places an arm behind me. I can’t help but feel like he’s marking me as his own territory. Scrappy doesn’t miss this either. “But you can come out with me sometime.”
The idea of going out of here, gives me thrills. “I would love to!”
“Absolutely fucking not,” Brandon growls.
“Why?” I ask.
Brandon raises his eyebrows. “Have you forgotten that Demon is after you, probably searching for you as we speak?” His eyes burning into mine, “I told you I would look after you and you’re staying here.”
I get what he means, so I nod my head in agreement. The thought of Demon out there somewhere and searching for me makes me sick. Scrappy returns to his chat with Elise and Brandon tightens his arm around me.
“I meant what I said. I will protect you.” He runs his nose up my neck and my eyes flutter.
“I know, I just hate it.” I feel the water works approaching, so I try my best to hold them back.
Brandon suddenly stands and holds his hand out to me. “Come on.”
I look around and then back to him. “What?”
He smirks, taking my hand anyway and helping me from my seat. He begins to walk towards the people who are already dancing and I look back to where I was sitting. I see that Elise is grinning wide at me and so are a lot of others, the rest look utterly shocked and I’m left with that weird unknown feeling again that I’m missing something important.
“Brandon, what are you doing?” I ask him.
“Dancing,” He simply answers and carries on walking to the make shift dance area.
When he finds his spot, he turns to face me and holds me against him. He begins to nibble on my neck and holds me tightly. We begin to sway gently and I’m taken away. Never would I have thought Brandon could dance like this. Eye’s on Fire by Blue Foundation plays around us and together with Brandon, my body becomes needy for him.
“I want every man here, to know that I want you and that they are too fucking late. I want them to know they’re not allowed to even think of seducing you because guess what, Lauren?” He asks as he starts to kiss my neck.
“What?” I