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and who knows, these could be big tippers. So, I played along. “Ha, ha, ha so cute.”  I laughed like he had cracked the best joke in the world. “Now, would you all like a pizza and some cold brewski—something on tap maybe?”
    After they placed their order, I felt like patting myself on the back. I had handled that well. Sure, it was annoying as heck, but I could handle it til something better came along, and it would pay our bills.
    As I turned from their table, I dropped their order slip on the floor and reached down to pick it up. As I stood up, I could see another customer had come in and sat down while I was talking to Sam and his friend. His fingers were drumming methodically, almost angrily on the table. Well, I would soon put him at ease. I started to put on another one of my big, fake-ass smiles. Then, I glanced up at the man’s face— Marku s !

CHAPTER EIGHT
     
    “Markus! I’m so surprised to see you. I…” Markus glared at me. His dark eyes narrowing, I could feel the intensity of his wolf coming out.
    “I see you flirting with other men, Kristen.” He jerked his head angrily towards the two men I had just waited on.
    Oh shit, was this some kind of jealous boyfriend thing? My first thought was to apologize, but what had I done? I was just doing my job and that included being friendly. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see Sal starting to pay attention.
    Markus stood up and picked up the chair next to him slamming it to the floor. “What the…” He was way out of line. I knew I had to get this under control—and fast
    “Is something wrong?” What’s going on?” Sal barked.
    “Nothing, Sal, my friend accidently knocked a chair over.”
    “Markus, I’ll talk to you when we get home,” I seethed under my breath.
    “We will talk now, Kristen,” Markus replied, his amber eyes rich with anger as he turned his gaze from me to the two men who I’d been talking with minutes before.
    What was he going to do? Pick them up and slam them down like the chair too.
    “Markus—stop, just stop!” I muttered under my breath. “You can’t act like this.”
    “We need to talk, now!” he said firmly.
    “You can wait there if you like. But we will talk when I am done,” I said shakily. I glanced at my watch, “in about twenty minutes. And if you do anything else…” I gave him an unwavering, piercing look, “I will not be talking or going anywhere with you, now or in the future.”
    I turned on my heel walking to the kitchen, feeling Markus’s eyes burning into my back. I had seen Markus angry before, but not at me. No, it was never directed at me. I was trembling a little as I went into the kitchen.
    “Geez, who the hell is that hottie?” Heather asked as she gazed at Markus. “He looks ferocious. Mmm, I would sure like to get my hands on what he’s packing.”
    I brushed off Heather’s comments, thinking fast. I couldn’t believe my sweet, loving Markus was acting this way.
    For a second there, I felt flattered, but deep down I knew this was not a good thing. The last thing I needed was some guy who thought he owned me, someone who would fly into a fit of jealousy over harmless flirting. Normally Markus was calm, making smart decisions, and didn’t allow his emotions to get in the way. But, it looked like he was very emotional when it came to me.
    As I took a few minutes to calm down, I realized this was Markus’s alpha wolf coming out; the deep part of him that expected—no demanded, total control and dominance over everyone and everything including his woman—me. But, that was not going to happen.
    I finished wiping down the plastic checked tablecloths and booth seats and rang up the last few customers, all the while feeling Markus’s steam directed toward me. After tipping out Stevie, I waved goodnight to Sal and Heather and walked over to Markus. We left the pizzeria and headed back to the motel.
    We weren’t more than a few feet away before he pulled me towards him.