Chase (Resisting Love #1)(47)

“What?” I say a little self-consciously.

“You look f*cking hot, that’s what,” he spins me around.

“Chase?”

“Hmmmm?”

“Are you staring at my ass?”

“These jeans are like a second skin, how did you even get them on?” He grins as he says that.

“A magic trick,” I say coyly.

More like me lying on the bed, doing a lot of wiggling.

I move closer to him, resting my back on his chest. He wraps his arms around me tightly, and places soft wet kisses on my neck.

“We can’t leave you two alone for even five minutes!” My best friend yells across the parking lot. She’s wearing a black baby doll dress, with extremely high wedges.

Kade and James are on either side of her, like two huge bodyguards. They both look extremely sexy. We all walk into the bar and order some drinks.

“What do you want baby?” Chase asks me.

“Tequila, please!”

He narrows his eyes at me, and then shakes his head with a small smile. I give him one in return. He orders, and then hands me over one shot. I lick the salt seductively, with my eyes on his, then down the alcohol. Chase watches my lips intently, his eyes never leaving my face. I pull him in for a quick kiss. Chase and Kade aren’t drinking, since they drove us here.

“Shall we get down to business?” I ask them all. Chase smirks, and gestures for me to lead the way. Nikki gets up first with her rendition of ‘Single’ by Natasha Bedingfield. I love my best friend, but singing isn’t exactly her best attribute. I see Kade laughing his ass off at her, and Nikki not giving a shit, she’s staring right at Kade while singing it. I really don’t get those two.

Chase stands up, leans over and gives me a long kiss, probably too sexy for public view, then walks up to the microphone. I look over at Kade and James who are both smirking. Chase starts to sing Lifehouse ‘Somewhere in between,’ and I melt. His voice is sexy and sinful, husky and raw. I could listen to him all night. When the song is over we all cheer like crazy people. Chase walks over to me, takes in the look of my face and starts chuckling.

“Is there anything you’re not good at?” I ask him. I’m serious too.

“There are lots of things I’m terrible at,” he tries to assure me.

I get up next and start singing ‘Who knew’ by Pink. I have a pretty decent voice. Pretty much everyone in my family can sing. I have some family members in Sri Lanka, who are very well known for their talents. Chase keeps his eyes on mine the whole time, and it’s almost like no one else is in the room. The song finishes and everyone cheers, Chase being the loudest. He lifts me in the air and hugs me to him, and I feel safe, cherished.

“You sing like an angel.” He says softly into my ear. He puts me down, but pulls me onto his lap.

******

An hour later, James and Kade, who refused to sing, are chatting up some girls at the bar. Nikki kept shooting Kade daggers, except now she’s talking to some random guy, and Kade is the one looking like he is going to go over and punch the poor guy in the face. Those two! I didn’t have any more drinks, because otherwise Chase said I would have to drive home with Kade, and there was no way I was missing out on a ride on his motorcycle. After singing my second song, ‘Call your girlfriend’ by Robyn, Chase goes out to take a call from work, telling his brothers to keep an eye on me. I’m sitting at the bar, alone, when a man sits next to me and puts his arm around me. I push his arm off instantly, and stand to leave. Before I can walk away, he grabs my hips and lifts me into his lap. This is the exact moment Chase walks back in. I would have known he had reentered, even if I didn’t see him, because the atmosphere changed instantly. The air became thick and heavy. I push myself off this random seedy man’s lap, but oblivious to the danger he was currently in, he grabs me again. I elbow him hard, and get up only for him to slap my ass. Chase storms over, and I look at Kade and James who have no idea what’s going on. Kade is staring at Nikki still, and James is staring at some girls’ huge boobs.

“Kade!” I shout out. Kade takes in the scene and immediately moves into action. Chase pushes me behind him, and stares the man down.

“That’s my woman you had your f*cking filthy hands on.” He growls, tone aggressive.

The man shrugs unrepentantly, “And?”

Chase grabs him by the throat, and the man’s face goes bright red. Kade is there, trying to talk Chase down. Chase finally let’s go and the man falls to the ground.

“Calm down, Chase, f*ck!” This is coming from Kade, who looks outwardly calm, but I can see that he is angry, his eyes are blazing.

Chase takes a deep breath, and steps back, turning around to check on me. The stupid man stands up and says to his back, “Bitch isn’t worth it anyway.”

Chase turns around and punches him right in the nose. I hear a horrible cracking sound, followed by lots and lots of dripping blood.

Nikki pulls me farther back, as Chase goes to hit the man again, but this time both Kade and James jump on him, trying to pull him back. The bar tender is yelling, saying he’s calling the cops.

What a freaking disaster.

I walk forward and grab onto Chase’s arm. He looks down at me, and his hard eyes soften slightly.

“Take me home, Chase.” I say in a calm strong voice. Chase glances over at the man and then back down at me, and nods once. I can hear Kade and James sigh in relief. Chase grabs my hand and we all walk outside in silence. He lifts me onto the bike and gives me a once over, making sure I’m alright. “I’m fine, Chase. How’s your hand?”