Total pages in book: 162
Estimated words: 158872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 158872 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 794(@200wpm)___ 635(@250wpm)___ 530(@300wpm)
Keeping his hand on the small of my back, and pushing me slightly ahead of him, Griff walks even faster.
Close to Eraser’s table, the girl catches up to us, planting herself right in front of me like a traffic cop. Her tight pink dress seems to be made of latex and strings. Her golden skin glows under the lighting. Fine glitter dusts her shoulders, cleavage, and the tops of her breasts.
I glance down at my jeans, Chucks, and purple T-shirt with Griff’s brass knuckles, flowers, and crown design stretched across my chest. The V-neck’s cut low enough. Why didn’t I think to glitter my boobs?
“Griff, where do you want me tonight?” The woman’s breathy voice and eyelash batting make it sound more like she’s asking about his favorite sex position than a job assignment.
Look at dollar-store Sydney Sweeney trying to hit on my boyfriend right in front of me.
Griff’s hand moves from my back to my hip, drawing me closer. He doesn’t bother to introduce us though.
“Uh, is Lyla here? Or Robin?” Griff gestures toward the door leading to other parts of The Castle. “Ask one of them what they need.”
Her flawless face wrinkles with disappointment. “Okay.” She shoots a glare at me and bumps me with her shoulder as she stomps away.
“She seems nice,” I say, smiling sweetly at Griff.
The air horn screeches again. My entire body ducks as if a bomb’s about to drop on my head.
“Wrap it up, everyone!” Remy calls. “We’re about to start.”
Griff nudges me toward Eraser and waves to get his attention.
“I’ll be fine. Go before Remy bans me from ever coming back.” I give Griff a playful shove toward the cage.
His gaze slides between me and the safety of the table as if he’s the Terminator calculating the distance and risk to my safety.
“Go,” I encourage.
“All right.” He leans down and kisses my cheek. “I’ll come check on you in a bit.”
I’m maybe five feet away from Eraser when Pink Latex Girl pounces on me. “Who are you?” she shouts in my face.
I stop and stare at the stripes of highlighter along her cheekbones and down the center of her nose. Girl needs a blending brush, stat. “Who are you?” I counter.
“Dinah.”
“Like the cat?” I ask, not sure I heard her right over all the noise.
Her cheeks squinch into something between a frown and a scowl. “What?”
Not a fan of Alice in Wonderland, I see. “I’m Griff’s girlfriend.” Wow, this is the first time I’ve introduced myself to anyone that way.
Her eyes widen and she slow-blinks. “Seriously?” She sneers and looks down her long, thin nose at me with such disbelief I want to shrivel into a raisin and be tossed in a vat of oatmeal cookie dough. “You’re a little girl. Griff’s a man. He needs a real woman to handle him right.”
What in the bad-1980s-soap-opera nonsense is happening?
“You wouldn’t know the first thing about handling him.” I flick my gaze over her in the same dismissive once-over she gave me. “Right or otherwise.”
“What’d you say?” She steps way too close into my personal space and raises one hand in the air.
Fear quivers down my spine. My mouth really shouldn’t write checks my body’s not prepared to cash.
On the other hand, I have a few self-defense moves in my arsenal. Kneeing her in the crotch might not be the right one for this situation, but I’m willing to give it a shot.
A big hand wraps around her wrist before she has a chance to let loose, yanking her sideways so fast glitter flakes off her skin, floating in the air between us.
“The fuck you think you’re doing?” Eraser growls loud enough for several people in the immediate area to turn and stare. “You touch Remy’s sister, I’m gonna toss you out on your ass and let my wife back her car over you.”
The girl’s eyes widen and her gaze ping-pongs between Eraser and me. I pull my shoulders back and try to look like I wasn’t five seconds away from peeing my pants.
“I didn’t…You’re…oh,” she stammers.
Being Griff’s girlfriend doesn’t offer me much protection. Being Remy’s sister does. Interesting.
Eraser releases Dinah and she stumbles away, mumbling an apology.
“You just got here. How are you already gettin’ into trouble, lil’ McMuffin?” Eraser teases.
I laugh and roll my eyes at the nickname. “Not my fault. Guess she feels a certain way about Griff?”
Eraser seems to read the question in my voice. “She’s not his ex or anything, Molly. Just some chick who wishes she had his attention.”
That must be his roundabout way of reassuring me Griff’s never boinked her before. “Good to know.”
“Come on.” He slings his arm over my shoulder and gently guides me to his table.
Ella jumps up as soon as we make eye contact. “McMuffin! I was wondering when you’d get over here.”