was making her diiiizzzzyy.
“Put me downnn. We are dancing! And, and then--” she paused before continuing in what she thought was a whisper, “then we’re going to have dirty-- rough sex on the beach.”
Time stopped. Royce froze mid-stride. Change of plan...he was going to kill this piece of shit after all.
Royce placed Becki gently on her feet, banking the rage pouring through his body. He pushed her into the closest chair and bent to look her in the eye as he said quietly, “Don’t move. Not one inch.”
The moment he grabbed Trevor by the shirt collar and drew his fist back, Royce realized that he had forgotten one small, but important, detail. Trevor Simmons was pure warlock.
Royce struggled against Trevor’s magic. “Fight me like a man, you cowardly son-of-a-bitch,” Royce demanded.
Trevor used magic to keep Royce in place while he said, “What Becki just said is not true. Not that she didn’t offer, and not that I wouldn’t love to; but she’s a little drunk right now, and I wouldn’t take advantage of her that way.”
“Joanna! Even things out for me,” Royce gritted, rage and hatred pouring through him.
“You don’t want to do that, Joanna,” Trevor cautioned narrowing his eyes at Royce. “I’m telling you, St. John, don’t bring her into this. It’s not what you think, and things could go very wrong, very quickly.”
“No, I’m telling you,” Royce returned quietly. “Don’t forget. I know how to deal with your kind.”
“If you want to go at it, I’ll be more-than-happy to oblige. I have a feeling you need a good ass whipping, and I can do it with or without magic. Whatever it is she’s hurting about, I’m not responsible for it. However, I’m betting you can’t say the same. Just so you know, I love and respect that girl, or I would be on the beach with her tonight…making her forget all about you.”
As they stood contemplating battle, Trevor felt a tingle run through his body. Vamps were near.
“Go! Now, Royce! Time is up!” Joanna all but screamed.
Trevor spotted Rouel strolling into the bar with Eric. They were visually scanning the crowd, looking for him. They only had a moment before the Vamps spotted him.
Trevor released Royce and stepped left, placing his body between Becki and the two Vampires. He spoke to Royce in a whisper, “If you care about her, and I think you do, you will get her the hell out of here. Now!”
As Royce started to move toward Becki, Trevor suddenly realized that Becki’s scent was all over him, and his covered her. “Get my scent off her.”
With those words, he grabbed a bar fly who had been shimmying her way past them, and proceeded to grind all over her as he continued to watch the Vamps.
Royce knew immediately what Trevor was doing; he was trying to dilute Becki’s sent with that of the other girl, so the Vamps wouldn’t connect Becki to him. Royce grabbed Becki, who surprisingly had stayed where he put her and began trying to rid her of Trevor’s scent.
“What the hell,” she muttered as she tried to pull out of Royce’s grasp. “Oh! I don’t want to dance with you, Mr. Dark Lord himself.”
Becki was sick of this he-man routine. She had been jerked, pulled, and flung around just about as much as she was going to stand.
“Go away! Go play with your new toy,” she said as she attempted to walk off the dance floor and leave Royce standing alone.
He refused to let her leave. He kept groping her, and she was starting to get a headache.
“Get your hands off me, you jerk. Seriously Roy--,”
He wrapped his arms tightly around her, and smothered her protest with his mouth firmly on hers. They could talk later; right now he needed to get Becki out of here, as soon as he got Trevor’s scent off her. He ran his hands all over her body; making sure he touched every square inch that Trevor could have possibly touched. Although, if Trevor had dared to touch some of the areas where Royce’s hands were roaming right now, there would be a fight between the two of them after all.
During their kiss, he steadily backed Becki to the rear exit of the building. As soon as they cleared the doorway, he ripped his mouth from hers, threw her over his shoulder for the second time that night, and ran for the car.
What the hell? One minute he was feeling her up and was kissing her