“And what one thing is that?”
“You know . . .,” I whisper back, heat creeping up my neck again. “Fucking.”
Derrick leans in closer, his voice low and seductive. “But what if I do want to fuck you? Right now, as much as I know I should be, I don’t want to be a gentleman. I want to bend you over this table and slip your skirt over your ass. I could make you come right here.”
I’d let you and come like a freight train, I think, but I have to keep control somehow, so I flirt back instead. “Rather public don’t you think?”
Derrick glances around, then comes back to me, his eyes burning. “Would you rather disappear to the back? We could do that if you want? Kat, I respect you and if you say no I’ll accept that. But . . . I think you want to say yes.”
My breath catches in my chest, he’s got me. Sure, I don’t want to be easy to get, but the way he makes me feel, I want him inside me every fucking moment we’re together.
Derrick leans in, his thumb drawing circles on my hand, making my nipples tighten in my bra and my pussy clench. “There’s nothing wrong with wanting it, I want you just as much. We could sneak back there and find a dark corner, maybe you sink down to your knees and suck my cock right there. I’d stand in front of you so no one could see. No one would be the wiser but us. Only we would know how much you drive me crazy.”
“I drive you crazy?” I murmur, feeling a little bit of control return. He’s right, we both want it . . . we just have to figure out where. “Little ol’ me?”
Derrick leans in closer, and our lips are this close to touching when there’s a harsh harrumph next to us, and a sneering laugh. I’m horrified to see Kevin standing there, smirking like he’s busting me doing something wrong.
He looks a little extra swollen, obviously using his free time in the gym the last few weeks. And like super tan . . . orange fake-bake tan. Eww. I sit back, my elbow bumping my wine glass, but I catch it before it crashes to the floor. I definitely don’t need any more attention in this moment. “Kevin? What the fuck?”
Kevin chuckles. “Seriously Kat, this is sad. I mean this guy? He looks like a total douchebag.”
“Fuck you!” I hiss, feeling the flush paint my cheeks. Deep down, I don’t really care what Kevin thinks or says, but in the moment, with him sneering at me, it’s hard not to react or to fall into old habits. “You don’t get a say in who I see. You cheated on me, remember?”
“Didn’t take you long to find some new dick,” Kevin replies, not taking the obvious hint to leave. He looks at Derrick, who’s coiled tight, ready to get up if need be, but is also letting me handle this myself for now. I appreciate that he knows I need to do this. He talks to Derrick, but Kevin’s eyes are on me, watching his barbs hit home. “Can I give you a tip, man? You don’t need to go through that much effort. She’s an easy fuck. Not that good, but easy.” He leans back, the pride at seeing the insecurities he’s brought up in me obvious in his eyes.
Derrick’s heard enough and gets to his feet. For the first time, I see that he actually towers over Kevin by a couple inches.
“Okay that’s it,” Derrick rumbles. “I’ve heard enough of this.”
“Oh, I’m shaking in my boots,” Kevin drawls, wiggling his fingers. “Why don’t you sit back down, buddy? You don’t know who you’re talking to.”
“Sure I do,” Derrick says, his voice dropping to threatening whisper. “You’re the two-pump chump piece of shit who couldn’t give Kat what she deserved. You took advantage of her, fucked around on her and lost her. Now you’ve probably figured out she was the best damn woman to walk into your life and you blew it. She figured out you’re worthless, and she deserves better.”
“And you think you’re better?” Kevin says. He laughs, half turning away, but it’s a feint. His left hand flashes out, catching Derrick just above the eyebrow, and the fight’s on.
It’s the first fight I’ve seen since a little push-shove thing in high school, and it’s nothing like the movies. Nobody gets involved to peel them apart, but at the same time it doesn’t last long. Kevin tries to follow up his punch with another, but Derrick grabs his arm and somehow pushes it across his body. Kevin’s thrown off-balance, and as he stumbles past, Derrick picks him up in a massive bear hug before slamming him to the floor of the bar.