Silence.
I took this silence as Luke remembering my plans.
Then he said, his voice quiet and lethal, “You come to me when you’re done.”
Ee-yikes.
Luke kept talking, his voice quieter and more lethal. “He touches you Ava, there’ll be trouble.”
Yep, he remembered my plans.
“I’m sworn off men, remember?” I told him.
I heard muffled movement and I should have realized that he was somewhere he couldn’t talk and he was seeking privacy. I should have also realized that this was one of the many warning signs Luke gave me before rocking my world. Instead, like a dork, I just stood there waiting for him to talk.
Then still in the ultra quiet, lethal voice, he said, “I keep hearin’ that line coming from you and then the minute I get my mouth or hands on you, somethin’ different happens. Ava, you’re the hottest f**kin’ piece I’ve ever touched. I find out that heat isn’t just for me, I’m still takin’ my fill. Zano can have you when I’m done.”
I felt pressure crawling up my throat because what he said was just not nice.
I was, of course, forgetting that tough guy Luke Stark was simply giving what he considered were the ground rules for “his woman” going out to dinner alone with another man. The fact that he wasn’t throwing a he-man shit fit was practically a miracle.
Still.
“Lucas Stark, you better watch your mouth,” I hissed.
“You come to me when you’re done,” he repeated.
I did not think so. “I’m staying the night with Sissy and her Dad.”
“You do, it’ll be embarrassing for you when I drag your ass out of there.”
My heart stopped. “You wouldn’t dare,” I breathed.
“Try me.”
I wasn’t going to try him. No way. He’d do it and I knew it.
“You’re a jerk,” I snapped.
“Tonight, you’re mine.”
Disconnect.
Argh!
I turned back to the Rock Chicks and they were all looking at me.
Finally Roxie said to Sissy, “Doesn’t seem like Wednesday’s looking too good.”
“Lee’s got today, he’s going to be bummed,” Indy said.
“I got in on the pool late, my day’s Friday,” Jet put in. “The way this is going, I’m thinking of buying a KitchenAid mixer to match my blender.”
“Oh! I love those!” Daisy exclaimed, turning to Jet. “Which color you gonna get?”
I looked to the ceiling as the Rock Chicks discussed Jet’s forthcoming KitchenAid appliance purchase.
Then I thought, my life sucks.