The Seduction (Finding Forever #2) - Jessie Jones Page 0,16

Patty. Get it together, mate."

"Fuck off, Johnny," Patrick growled as Gillian undulated on his lap and unbuttoned his white dress shirt while her lips trailed a path down his neck. The Irishman spread Gillian's legs so she could straddle his lap. He chuckled at the purr that escaped her red lips as his hands slid under her skirt to fondle her ass cheeks. His turquoise eyes met John's intense gaze as he said in Gaelic, "I don't think your little kitty wants me to stop. Plus, I don't think you should be preaching to me about control, mate. Isn't that an example of the pot and kettle?"

John flipped Patrick off before standing up to tower over the couple painting such an intimate portrait. His little kitten was completely unaware of her surroundings. John felt a twinge of jealousy at knowing his best mate could do that to his woman. "You forget who kitten belongs to, mate. You didn't want her, remember?" John then loosely gripped Gillian by the throat and brought her attention to him. The stunning American smiled up at him before he bent down to place a soft kiss on her lips. He then reached out his hand, and she took it and stood up.

"You forget who saw Gillian first, Johnny," Patrick replied heatedly as he watched the woman begin to melt into his brother's touch. As John broke the kiss, Patrick knocked the Brit's hand away. "I never said I didn't want her, mate. I simply said we weren't keeping her. If anyone is making an ass of himself, it's you. You're practically bleeding all over her! Before you go proposing to the little tart, let's not forget who was sleeping in her bed just a few months ago!"

John grabbed Patrick by the front of his white shirt and pulled him up to his face. "Why the fuck shouldn't I beat your ass right here, mate?" John growled as he continued in the foreign language. It pissed him off even more as he watched the other man roll his eyes. "What the hell is your fucking problem? Are you trying to piss me off?"

Patrick brushed his brother's hands away and pushed him back as he adjusted his shirt and jacket. He wasn't afraid of John. The Brit had been pissed at him before, and the two had even come to physical blows, but their anger toward each other never lasted more than a few minutes. If Patrick was being honest with himself, he didn't like the way Gillian made him feel. He could see the same emotions reflected in John's brown eyes. During their sexual encounter in the game room, the Brit had been gentle…sweet…almost caring with Gillian. Since when did his best mate give a fuck about how a woman felt? It also bothered Patrick that John wanted everyone here to know that Gillian belonged to him. The billionaire had never staked claim to a woman before, not even his favorite mistress, Pandora.

"I'm trying to keep your bleeding eyes open, dammit," Patrick growled, staring into his brother's chestnut eyes. "We've been together since the age of four, and I love you like no other mate, but this woman is making you act differently, and I don't like it. I just want you to remember that we don't really know her. I'm telling you, Johnny, she's dangerous, and I don't want to see you get hurt! Take a look around, mate! She is not the only beautiful woman here."

"Are you guys okay? Is something wrong?" Gillian asked quietly, anxious at the sudden change in their emotions. Although she didn't understand the language they spoke, she knew that she was the center of their conversation. Their posture told her that John and Patrick were on the verge of fighting, and that was the last thing she wanted. Had she done something to set the men off? Maybe John didn't like her being with Patrick, but if that was the case, why had the British billionaire insisted she perform fellatio on his mate?

"Gillian, why don't you leave those two brutes and come spend time with me, sweetheart?" Benito asked, trying to diffuse the situation between the two men and ease the American's mind. The Italian could see the concern on her lovely face, and for some reason, he found himself wanting to comfort her. Benito had seen John and Pat come to blows before but never over a woman. Gillian was clearly different, though. Why the hell hadn't he