Treachery

I turned to see what happened, my gaze slowly drifting back his direction to see he was once again staring at me.

If that wasn’t bad enough, his beautiful lips parted, a deep tenor voice floating across the space that stilled me in place.

“Either join in or leave.”

Everybody in the room turned to look at whoever Ta

Swallowing down the knot of apprehension clogging my throat, I looked back at him, his eyes now blazing with menace, the girl straddling him still rolling her hips as she ground against his lap.

It was then that I noticed she’d abandoned her bra to the floor at Ta

She was oblivious to the fact he had his eyes on another woman...that his stare was locked directly on me.

Opening my mouth, my voice came out as a weak croak. “What?”

The corners of his lips curled, a feline smile from a cat that couldn’t wait to pluck the feathers from the bird it had trapped.

“Are we entertaining you? Getting you off while you stand there deciding whether to touch yourself just to pretend you’re on one of our laps? Why be shy? I have enough cock to go around. Strip off your clothes and climb up.”

He shoved the girl away, a cry of surprise falling from her lips when her ass hit the floor.

Shaking my head, I couldn’t find my voice to respond, not that I would have known what to say even if I had.

Desperate for help, I turned to where Everly was watching me from across the room, her expression worried. Leaning down, she whispered in Jase’s ear and he laughed softly.

Jase took a hit off the joint he held pinched between two fingers, rolled his head over the back of the couch and said, “Leave her alone, Ta

“I don’t give a fuck who she is,” Ta

His eyes snapped back to me.

“So, what do you say, Everly’s friend? Are you going to join in or get the fuck out? There’s space on my lap if you’re feeling neglected.”

Laughter filled the room, all eyes on me while I stood dumbfounded. Terror rolled down my spine, anger chasing after it that I couldn’t seem to grasp onto enough to defend myself against the asshole.

He smirked, his voice a dark croon. “That’s what I thought.”

Tilting his chin toward me, he demanded, “Walk your ass out of this room if you’re not willing to take part.”

Mortified, I looked to Everly again, but she shook her head, a silent plea that I do as he said without arguing.

He didn’t have to say another word for me to get the hint that I wasn’t wanted.

On unsteady legs, I fled the room, ran through the hall and downstairs, people chuckling and whispering as I passed them.

Bursting through the front door, I ran down the large half-circle steps. Reaching the bottom, I sucked in air to cool my burning lungs - fear, anger and embarrassment rolling through my veins to mix into a toxic poison.

Face flushed, I leaned against the half wall that lined the steps, a faint yellow glow beaming from an exterior gas lamp by the side of my body.

Tears pricked my eyes and I smacked them away while music filtered out from the windows of the house.

Hugging my body with trembling arms, I finally calmed down enough after several minutes to breathe evenly again.

There was no chance of me going in that party to look for Clayton. Choosing to wait outside for him instead, I glanced up at a window to see a familiar set of cold, dark eyes staring down at me.