My eyes couldn’t even focus as my orgasm was so intense, but I soon realized that I was staring into the street. I looked around and realized that not only was I not in Brandon’s apartment, I was in a store somewhere, on a couch in the corner of the room. I looked around the dark room and discovered I was in a bar. I could see a couple of people across the way looking at us, and I froze on top of him. Brandon looked down at me with dark eyes and kissed me again as he slipped the earmuffs off. I was about to ask him where we were when I heard a voice behind me.
“I’m going to have to ask you both to leave this instant,” a familiar male voice spoke up and I froze. Brandon’s hands were still on my waist, holding me down on him, and I was unable to get off of his lap.
“We’ll be gone in a moment.” Brandon’s voice was terse. “I’m sure you understand that it will be better if I finish in her rather than on the couch.”
“Dude, if you don’t want me to call the cops, you better get out of here.” The man’s voice was shocked. “You and your girl need to leave my bar now.”
And then it hit me. I knew where I was. I twisted my head and saw the Getting Lucky sign on the door. My heart froze as I turned to look at the man who was speaking. It was the bartender from the other night. My face turned red as he stared at me, and his eyes widened in shock.
“Katie.” He took a step back and looked at me with a disappointed face.
“I, uh…” I stammered, not knowing what to say.
“We need to go, Katie.” Brandon’s voice was pleased as his hands released their grip on my waist. He made a show of pulling the back of my dress down and letting his fingers hover on my pu**y for a few seconds as he rubbed it gently. His hands then went to the front of my dress and pinched my ni**les before adjusting the top. He then slid me off of him and jumped up, pulling me up with him. “This is for your inconvenience.” He dropped some bills on the table and nodded at the bartender. “Let’s go.”
He grabbed my hand and pulled me with him out of the bar. I looked at the ground in shame as we exited quickly. My blood was boiling and I didn’t know what to do.
“You’re mine, Katie,” he whispered in my ear as we left the bar. “I don’t expect you to ever come back to this bar.” His eyes glittered as he stared at me. “You better not lie to me and see that man ever again.”
Chapter 4
Brandon
Katie’s eyes were wide with shock and anger, and I knew that I had pushed her too far. I was scared inside, and I knew my jealousy had allowed me to cross a line I shouldn’t have.
“How dare you!” She yanked her hand away from me. “Why did you do this?”
“I wanted to show the bartender that he could never have you.” The words sounded weak coming from my mouth. I knew that I sounded like some sort of caveman. But I didn’t know how to explain to her how much she meant to me and how badly I had hurt the night before when Matt had called me. I’d gone down to the bar after I’d gotten off of the phone with Matt with intentions of letting the bartender know that he needed to back off. But then I’d thought, What if he takes that as a reason to really start pursuing her? What if I saw them kissing or doing something even worse? I would have gone crazy. I’d pictured the blood in my mind and had texted and called Katie all night. But she hadn’t answered the phone or texted me back. She had all but confirmed my fears, and all I could think of was her with another man, letting him touch her and kiss her. It had driven me crazy. And in my mind, there was only one way for me to make sure that she never hooked up with him. He had to know and she had to know that she was mine.
“Why?” She shook her head and her eyes were devoid of light. “I barely even know him.”
“You kissed him!” I almost shouted, feeling angry again as I thought about her lips on his.
“How do you know that?” She paused and her eyes widened. “Are you having me followed?”
“No.” I shook my head quickly.
“Then how did you know I knew him?”
“You told me you kissed him. You told me!” I shouted and tried to grab her hands.
“I didn’t tell you where I was.” She pulled away from me. “Are you some freaking stalker, Brandon? Really, you’re a creeper and a stalker.”
“I know you came here last night as well.” I couldn’t stop myself. “You told me you were staying in, but you came here to see him again.”
“What?” Her mouth dropped open in shock. “How do you know I came here?”
“So you don’t deny it?” My heart broke as I realized that Matt hadn’t been lying. “You did come here to see him last night.”
“I came back last night because I forgot to pay the last time I was here.” She looked at me angrily. “‘The last time I was here, I ordered a bunch of drinks and ran out because when he kissed me, all I could think about was you. I remembered that I hadn’t paid, so I came back yesterday to pay what I owed.”
“You didn’t come back because you wanted him?” My heart beat faster and I grinned at her, happy.
“No, you f**king ass**le.” Her eyes glittered at me. “You just humiliated me for nothing.”
“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to—”
“Oh shut up!” she screamed. “I’m done, you hear? I’m done. I can’t take this anymore, Brandon. You use me and treat me like some sort of two-dollar whore. I’m not going to let you do this to me anymore. I don’t want to see you ever again. You’re a f**king stalker. How dare you have me followed!”
“I didn’t have you followed.” I grabbed ahold of her. “I swear it. Matt was in here last night and he saw you, and we put two and two together.”
“How would he know to put anything together? Why would he even call you and tell you that? Do you know how crazy that sounds, Brandon? My ex-boyfriend called my other ex-boyfriend to tell him that I’m at a bar.”
“He said you were flirting.”
“So what? I can flirt with anyone I like.”
“You kissed him as well.” I knew the words sounded childish coming out of my mouth.
“I can kiss him if I want to, Brandon, you don’t own me. We’re not even together.”
“I haven’t been with anyone since you, Katie, and I know you haven’t either.”