“I don’t want you girls to get taken advantage of.” Xander stood next to Aiden and stared into my eyes. This time I couldn’t avoid his eyes. His irises looked furious as he gazed at me. I wasn’t sure what his problem was, but I couldn’t stop myself from shivering as I stood next to him. I could feel the electricity flowing between us and I took a step back.
“I think we’ll be fine.” I licked my lips nervously.
“Yeah, we’ll be fine.” Alice repeated and I could see her and Aiden giving each other small looks back and forth.
“Trust me Xander, Alice and Liv won’t have any problems.” Gabby jumped up and walked over to us. “They both pro’s at looking like sluts and not getting bothered.”
“Gabby.” Aiden admonished her.
“What?” She shrugged. “It’s true.” She looked at Alice and I and then at Xander and Aiden. “I mean come on. You don’t go out in heels as high as those, with dresses as short as that and not expect that some creep is going to try and slip his hand between your legs or down your top.”
“Gabby, shut up.” Scott shouted. “What is your problem?”
“Maybe it’s pregnancy brain?” Henry said and gave me a small smile.
“Yeah, but she hasn’t been pregnant all her life.” I muttered. “That doesn’t excuse her lifelong bitchiness.”
“Liv.” Aiden gave me a look and I turned to Alice.
“Ready?”
“Yes.” She nodded eagerly. “Let’s go.”
“Wait a second.” Aiden caught her wrist. “Can I speak to you for a second please?”
“Uh okay.” She looked over at me and made a face and followed him to the corner of the room.
“I need to speak to Liv as well.” Xander said to Gabby and he grabbed my upper arm roughly and pulled me outside of the room with him.
“What do you think you’re doing?”
“Where do you think you’re going in that outfit?”
“To a club.”
“It’s not appropriate.” He shook his head as he glared at me.
“Appropriate for what?”
“It sends the wrong signals.” He gazed down at my heaving breasts.
“What signals are you talking about?”
“The ‘I’m looking to get fucked’ signal.” He muttered as he took a step towards me and pushed me back against the wall.
“Who says I don’t want to give off that signal?” I said with a gasp as he grabbed my hands and pressed them back against the wall, next to my head.
“Is that what you want?” He leaned in and kissed my neck softly.
“Xander.” I gulped as he kissed down my neck to my collarbone and the top of my breasts. “Stop it, anyone could come out of the room and see us.”
“What do you care?”
“Xander, don’t.” I moaned as his hand ran down the side of my body and stopped on my thighs.
“Don’t what?” He pushed his hardness into my stomach and moved back and forth. “Don’t show you what you’re doing to me in that sexy almost nonexistent outfit.”
“Was there anything else you needed to say to me?” I turned my head away from him as he leaned forward to kiss my lips.
“Why are you trying to bewitch me?”
“What are you talking about?”
“Nothing.” He sighed and stepped back. “Why did you have to be Gabby’s sister?”
“Why did you have to be her fiancé?”
“You don’t understand.” He frowned. “This isn’t just for me. This is to help protect someone that I love.”
“I don’t understand what you’re talking about.”
“It doesn’t matter.” He shrugged. “It is what it is.”
“Can I ask you something?”
“Sure.” He nodded and I saw his eyes fall to my breasts.
“Are you marrying her so you can gain your inheritance?” I said softly. “Does that have anything to do with it?”
“Why do you care?” He asked me angrily and that made me even madder. I couldn’t believe he had the gall to ask me why I cared when he was still trying to get into my pants. Didn’t he realize how fucked up this situation was? What sort of girl did he think I was, if he thought this was okay? What part of this situation was okay in any way?
“I don’t care, Xander.” I huffed out. “Just leave me the fuck alone, okay. You’re the one that keeps coming after me. I’m not the one coming after you. I’m done with your bullshit okay? It’s not cool for you to keep trying to get into my pants and then question me when I try to figure out what’s going on with you and Gabby.”
“You didn’t care who I was or what I was doing last weekend.”
“That was last weekend.” I folded my arms. “This is this weekend. And this weekend, I’m not interested in you and your crap.”
“Me and my crap?” His lips twitched as if he wanted to laugh and that infuriated me even more. How dare he think that this was a funny situation! How dare he look so superior and smug while I was fuming on the inside. My fingers itched to slap him. He wouldn’t be looking so cocky if he had my palm print across his cheek.
“Leave me alone, Xander. I am done with you.” I poked him in the chest. “I’m going out in my slutty dress and I’m going to do what I want. Maybe I’ll meet an even better man and then I can hook up with him and forget I ever met you.”