Figure Eight (Celtic Knot Book 2) by Cassy Roop Page B

little harder than intended.
    “I said let me go, you fucking…” she yelled trying to break free of my grip. Her demand was cut off when she turned around to see who it was that had a hold on her.
    “Dominic,” she breathed in disbelief. Her face paled and she swayed slightly on her feet. The hand that held her arm firmly in place felt like it was on fire; like something so simple as touching her skin could make me feel scorched all the way to the bone. The way I felt, she could reduce me to a pile of ash with just one look into her fucking torturous green eyes.
    “Happy to see me?” I said heinously. The sarcasm I insinuated could be felt rolling off of me in waves.
    “What-what are you doing here?” she questioned as her eyes frantically ticked back and forth between mine with worry and anxiety. She broke her gaze from me, turning her head in all direction like she was looking for someone.
    “Looking for your boyfriend?” I spat. Just hearing the words come from my mouth sent an inferno raging through my body.
    “What? No-no, I was…”
    “Don’t fucking deny it, Ashley.” I growled through my clenched jaw as I tugged on her arm pulling her closer to me.
    “Picture this. Me coming into a club because the one I own is shut down, trying to find some solstice in my now fucking messed up life, when all of a sudden I happen to look down and see the one person responsible for said fucked up life grinding up on another guy a mere three days after she fucking destroyed me!”
    I pulled on her arm forcing her to follow me back to the hallway that I saw her emerge from and turned to pin her up against the wall.
    “Are you also forgetting that just this morning, I was the one inside you? I was the one who had my dick inside of your warm pussy? Huh? Tell me, Ashley. Did you forget that part?”
    Her lip began to quiver and I had to fight every dominant being inside of me that told me to bite down on that lip. I pressed my hips against her, because although I was fucking pissed beyond reason right now, I was also harder than fucking steel. Just being this close to her made my dick so hard it was painful.
    I looked over my shoulder and saw both Knox and Toby heading in our direction, so on instinct I grabbed Ashley and opened the door to the ladies’ room, forcing her to follow me inside.
    “Everybody out, now !” I said to the three unexpected women who were primping in the mirror. They quickly shoved their lipsticks and other items back into their bags and hastily left the restroom. Once the last girl cleared the threshold, I slammed the door shut and slid the deadbolt into place locking Ashley and me alone in the bathroom. I rested my palms flatly on the back of the door and hung my head trying to get some composure before I completely unleashed on her.
    “Dominic, I…” she began.
    “No. I don’t want to hear whatever fucking excuse you come up with as to why you are here with him. Everything that comes from your mouth is a lie.” I interrupted with my back still facing her. I shoved away from the door and turned around to stalk my way toward her. She backed up until her ass hit the sink and she had nowhere to go. I took in the fucking sexy as hell dress she had on and how the cowboy boots she wore made her legs look abso-fucking-lutely sinful.
    “Dominic, please don’t do this. I know you are angry. I will leave. Just...just let me go.” She said with an unsteady voice.
    I laughed contemptuously. Just let her go? Ha! Easier fucking said than done.
    “Oh, Ashley, angry doesn’t even begin to hint at what I am feeling right now. I am this close to losing complete fucking control and going out there and bashing Rownan’s face in for even touching you,” I said as I held up my thumb and forefinger in front of her face for her to get the visual that I was, in fact, hanging on by only a thread of restraint.
    She gripped the sink with such force that her knuckles were white. I could see her visibly tremble