Find Me Alastar(54)

I rush out onto the street and look around anxiously. Cab… I need a cab.

“Emmaline!” Alastar snaps.

“Go away,” I cry.

“Emmaline.” He rushes after me and tries to put his arm around my waist.

I push him away. “How dare you?”

He tries to grab me again and I push him harder. “Don’t touch me!” I yell. “How could you?”

I stop still and face him.

His furious eyes hold mine and he shakes his head. “I told you not to touch him.”

“And I told you to go home,” I cry.

He stares at me and I shake my head before I turn and start to power walk up the street. These shoes are killing me and I’m wobbling around like a drunk chicken. Damn this, I should have worn runners.

He jogs after me and we walk for what seems like 500 meters. Where are all the f*cking cabs? I look around, too angry to even speak to him.

I can’t believe that just happened.

“I-I’m sorry, I lost control,” he stammers behind me.

I turn to face him.

“Why did you do that?”

His face falls and his eyes hold mine. He looks so defeated and my heart drops.

“I’m insanely jealous when it comes to you,” he whispers. “I can’t help it.”

“You think?”

“I’m sorry. I wont do it again. I lost control, but it’s only because I care.”

I stare at him.

“I just snapped when he started kissing your hand.” He picks up my hand in his. “This hand belongs to me and I don’t want anyone else kissing it.”

A thousand emotions swirl though my head. I’ve never had a man be jealous over me before.

“Why were you talking to that girl at the bar?” I ask.

He smirks. “To make you jealous.”

“It didn’t work,” I lie.

He cups my hand around his cheek as his eyes hold mine. “Forgive me?”





Chapter 11





He wraps his large arms around me and kisses my temple. We stand still for a moment as I internally chastise myself.

I can’t let him treat me like that, But then… I don’t want to go home with out him, either. God, this situation is so confusing.

No.

If I don’t set the ground rules now, then I am setting myself up to be controlled and that’s not something I’m at all comfortable with.

I don’t know how to live with a dominant man. Is it even possible?

I pull out of his grip. “No, Star. You can’t just treat me like that, demand I resign from my job, and somehow think that’s okay behavior.” He glares at me. “Don’t.”

I screw up my face. “Don’t what?” I snap.

“Don’t carry on with this shit.”

“What?” My blood starts to boil. “How dare you? Do you not even see this as an issue?”

“Oh, there is an issue alright.” He fires back.

I fold my arms angrily in front of me. “Big of you to admit your flaws.”

He narrows his eyes as fury flashes across his face. “The issue I have is that you allowed his lips to touch your skin. The issue I have is that you didn’t tell me where you were going tonight or who you were with. The f*cking issue I have is that you are meant to be with me and yet you were out with him!” he yells.

I put my hands on my hips in disgust. This guy is a grade A *.

“The issue I have is that you said you wanted casual,” I snicker sarcastically. “You said that, not me!” he snaps.

“Oh, that’s right.” I fake a smile. “I did, didn’t I? And I meant it!”

He glares at me with his hands on his hips and shakes his head.

What’s going through that deranged head of his?

“What?” I snap.

“We don’t have time for this, Emmaline,” he cries. “Our time is so limited. Why would you want to fight over this when it is completely irrelevant?”

We don’t have time for this, Emmaline. We don’t have time for this, Emmaline. I drop my head as an echo of those words flood my mind. I’ve heard them before. We don’t have time for this, Emmaline. God. This is the worst case of déjà vu in history.

Where have I heard that before?

I stare at him as my unsettled emotions swirl through my head.

He shakes his head. “You know what? This is probably for the best, anyway.”

“And why’s that?” I frown. I’m still hearing the words replaying over and over again in my mind.

We don’t have time for this, Emmaline.

He steps back from me.

What’s he doing now?

“I have to walk away from you.” His eyes hold mine. “I just didn’t want it to be tonight.”

My heart drops. What?

He takes another step back. No, don’t go.

“Why is that?” I ask. “Why do you have to walk away?”

His jaw ticks in anger. “There are things you don’t know.”

I frown. “What things?”

He shakes his head, his whole demeanor instantly changing. It has gone from furious to one of sad resignation in a matter of seconds. “It doesn’t matter. I am the only person who can protect you.”