Tamed (Torn #5)(12)

His eyebrows disappeared into his hair as the women in the crowd started whistling. I wanted to drop my head down onto the table. She couldn’t be serious. What the f*ck was going on with them? And why hadn’t I thought to text Logan and ask him to come with us?

“Sure do. I’m a pro at it.” He walked back to the center of the stage and motioned for the band to start.

Chloe sat back down next to me, a mischievous grin on her face. As Drake sang, he constantly glanced at our table with a defeated look on his face. I almost felt sorry for him.

The band finished their set and made their way to our table, fighting women as they went.

When Drake neared Chloe, he leaned down and whispered in her ear, “You think you’re hilarious, don’t you?”

She grinned and gave him a look of complete innocence. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”

He chuckled as he sat down across from me. “I’m sure you don’t.”

I almost opened my mouth to ask what the hell was going on, but I was distracted when Adam sat down next to me. I instantly wanted to groan when I realized he was wearing a shirt.

Unlike every other time he’d sat with me, he finally turned to look at me. “Amber, right?”

“Yeah, and you’re Eric?” I asked as I fought not to squeal. It was about damn time he noticed me. I wasn’t going to make this easy for him.

Eric, who had just sat down next to Jade and Drake, choked on his beer. “Dude, you just got burned. You’ve been sitting at the same table as her, drooling in her lap for months, and she doesn’t even know your name!”

Drooling over me for months? Doubtful.

Adam flipped Eric off. He turned back to me and smiled. “Nah, that douche over there is Eric. I’m Adam.”

I gave him the fakest embarrassed smile I could manage. “Whoops. Sorry, Adam.”

“It’s all right. Let me buy you a beer?” he asked.

I nodded as he motioned for the waitress to bring a round over to our table. Since we were with the band, the waitress appeared in front of us almost instantly. Adam opened his mouth to say something, but he was cut off when Drake growled like a caged animal. I looked up to see a stranger sitting down next to Chloe.

“Hey, I’m Chris,” the guy said as he stared at Chloe.

She gave him a small smile. “Hi, Chris. I’m Chloe.”

The guy was attractive, but something about him bothered me. I couldn’t put my finger on it. His hair was a light brown, and he had amazing green eyes. He was built with muscles bulging out of his tight white shirt.

“Can I buy you a drink?”

Chloe shook her head and held up the half-empty bottle in her hand. “No, thanks. I’m good.”

“Come on, that one’s almost empty. Just one.”

Before Chloe could speak, Drake broke into the conversation. “She said no, buddy. Why don’t you take the hint and go back to your table?”

Chris glared at Drake. “I don’t remember asking for your opinion, buddy.”

“Well, you got it. Move along.”

Chris glanced back at Chloe. “You with this *?”

She shook her head. “No, definitely not.”

Chris turned to give Drake a smug smile. “Looks like you don’t have a say then.”

Drake clenched his fist on the table before pointing to the door. “You need to leave—now. Or I’m going to help you leave.”

Chris laughed as he threw his arm around Chloe’s shoulders. “I’d like to see you try.”

Everyone at the table was deathly quiet as Drake stood so fast that he knocked over his chair.

Chloe quickly removed herself out from underneath Chris’s arm. “Guys, chill out. Drake, sit back down. Chris, thank you for the offer but no thanks. I have a boyfriend who isn’t him.” She pointed at Drake, who was still standing and shooting murderous glares across the table at the guy.

Chris frowned but stood to leave. “That’s too bad. I’ll be over there if you change your mind.” He gave Drake one last glare as he walked back to his table.

“Asshole,” Drake muttered as he picked his chair up and sat back down.

Everyone was staring at him as Eric started laughing hysterically. “I have seen it all. Drake Allen just took up for a girl.”

Chloe rolled her eyes as everyone started laughing with Eric. “Shush. And you”—she turned her gaze to Drake—“I don’t need you to take up for me. I can fight my own battles.”

His eyes turned hard. “Sure you can. Sorry, it won’t happen again.”

I couldn’t stop looking back and forth between the two of them. Oh shit. Drake was in love with Chloe. I could see it in his eyes. I looked back at Chloe, and the look on her face made me think she knew it, too.

“Those two need to get laid,” Adam mumbled under his breath.

I glanced over to see him watching Chloe and Drake as well.

“As long as it’s not with each other, I’m cool with it,” I said.

He turned so that he was looking at me. He flashed me a smile that set my body on fire. I stared at him, taking in every little detail. God, he was perfect.

“So, Amber, tell me more about yourself.”

I grinned. “Do you really care?”