on to his biceps as we moved to the music.
With my heels on I was closer to his height, and just right for resting my head on his shoulder. I inhaled his clean masculine scent and his left hand went around to the small of my back pressing me closer. My fingers lightly traced patterns on the back of his neck and wound into his hair. We stayed wrapped up in each other until the song ended, and he took a step back. I reluctantly released my hold on him and let him lead me back to sit at the far end of the bar, affording us as much privacy as possible in the crowded club.
I settled myself on a high bar stool while Wyatt ordered a beer for himself and a Cosmo for me. I had abandoned my earlier drink at the bar in my haste to escape Ryan. I looked up at him while we waited for our drinks, “I’m glad you came.” He smiled at me, “I wouldn’t have missed a chance to see you, Taryn.” His eyes were dark as he reached up to tuck my hair behind my ear and run his fingers down the side of my face. I leaned my head into his touch and held his eyes a moment longer until the bartender set our drinks down.
“And thanks for saving me from Ryan…again.” He frowned at the mention of Ryan’s name. “He’s not getting the message, is he?” I shook my head, “No. I mean he can’t really think I would go back to him. I’ve made it pretty clear I am done. But he’s not the best at taking no for an answer. Like when he started calling me Ice Princess when I wouldn’t sleep with him.” I rolled my eyes at Ryan’s stupidity and then froze at the anger I saw on Wyatt’s face.
“He said you were cold because you wouldn’t sleep with him?” H e asked in a low dangerously calm voice. I shrugged and looked down, but he lifted my chin with his hand so he could look into my eyes. “Taryn, you are the strongest person I know and you are anything but cold. Ryan is an idiot.” I stared at him, captivated by the emotion in his eyes.
He slowly lowered his head and pressed his lips to mine. Finally. I sighed as I parted my lips and felt his tongue sweep over mine. His hand came around to cradle the back of my head and he deepened the kiss, as his other hand caressed my knee and slid up my thigh and just under the hem of my short skirt. My hands gripped the front of his shirt as I pulled him closer still, parting my knees so he could step between them, and I could feel his heart beating as fast as my own. After what seemed like forever but was still too soon, he pulled back, breathing hard. My eyes fluttered open and then closed again when he leaned down to kiss my neck right under my ear and whispered, “That didn’t feel cold to me.” I giggled and shivered from the feel of his warm breath on my neck.
“ Wow, Taryn, nice performance,” I heard a familiar voice say, and I snapped my head around to see Ryan watching us and slowly clapping his hands. “Congratulations man. You got farther with her in five minutes than I did in three months,” Ryan sneered at Wyatt. Before I could lift my hand to slap that slimy smile off his face, Wyatt grabbed him by the front of his perfectly pressed shirt and spun him around, pressing him to the wall with his forearm on Ryan’s throat. “Stay the fuck away from her or you will be sorry,” he growled. A tall muscular guy I didn’t know but who looked familiar appeared at Wyatt’s side and grabbed the arm that wasn’t cutting off Ryan’s air supply. “Easy, Hunt.” Wyatt shoved his arm against Ryan’s throat one more time before releasing him to collapse coughing on the floor.
He took my hand and led me through the crowd and out the door. His jaw was tight and I could feel the tension rolling of his body in waves, so I just squeezed his hand. We were both silent for a while before I said, “Thank you for that. I was going to slap him but I’ve never slapped anyone before, so it probably wouldn’t