Time Will Tell (Maybe #3)(30)

I say bye to April and follow his lead to the dance floor. Facing each other, we dance, our bodies touching. Xander grips my waist and presses me against him. Kissing my lips once, he moves to my ear and kisses the spot just underneath it. “I don’t want anyone else but you, Trillian. I don’t even think about anyone but you.”

He says the words loudly in my ear, so I can hear them over the music. I smile at him and reach up to kiss him back. The song mixes into another, one a little more upbeat than the other. Xander’s hands run down my stomach, resting on my hips. I can feel his hardness pressing into my stomach, letting me know how much he wants me. It’s a powerful feeling to have a man like this want you. It’s addictive, all consuming, and I’m not sure how I’ll deal when it’s gone. We dance for two more songs then head back to the bar to get some water.

“Do you know how sexy you are when you dance?” he asks, grinning at me playfully. “The way you move your hips is… f*ck.”

I laugh at the expression on his face. “Are you kidding me? I think you’re the only guy that can dance in the whole of Channon. Everyone was staring at me with envy.”

I excuse myself and head to the bathroom. I’m in a stall, handling my business when I hear two women talking.

“Did you see her? She’s fat. Why the f*ck is he with her?”

Paulina.

“Who knows, maybe he likes them big.”

They both laugh.

I know I’m not skinny, but I’m also not fat. My body is curvy, but not soft. It’s just the figure I was born to have. The girls leave as I open the door and step to the sink, washing my hands and looking at my reflection in the mirror.

Don’t let them get to you, Trillian. Xander wants you. They’re just jealous.

I push all thoughts away, dry my hands, and exit the bathroom, and then I join Xander at one of the tables.

He stands up as he sees me and kisses my mouth gently. “What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, why?” I reply instantly. I thought my expression was blank when I left the bathroom.

“Trill,” he growls into my ear. “You look upset. Tell me. Now.”

I sigh. “It was nothing. Just some girls saying shit about me.”

He looks back toward the bathroom where I just came from. “Who?”

“Who do you think,” I grumble. “It doesn’t matter.”

“Tell me what they said. I don’t like anyone talking badly about you and I’m f*ckin’ pissed right now.”

Great, now I have to relive it.

“They were wondering why you were with someone as fat as me,” I say, cringing.

Xander lifts my face up so I can’t look away. “Are you f*ckin’ kidding me? You’re perfect. I love every inch of your body and I like that you’re not stick thin. They’re clearly just jealous.”

I shrug. “I’m okay with my body. I exercise and I’m healthy. This is just my shape.”

“I know, Trill. I love your body. I get hard just thinking about it so don’t pay them any mind, all right?”

I nod. “Yeah, okay.”

“Good girl. Do you want something else to drink?”

“No, thanks, I’m okay.”

He cups the back of my neck and raises his head, looking behind me. “Who the f*ck is that guy staring at you?”

I turn to look in his line of sight and cringe when I see Cain, the guy I lost my virginity to. He was my first and only boyfriend and the relationship lasted three years.

“Old friend of yours?” Xander asks, examining my face closely.

“You could say that,” I reply, shrugging sheepishly.

“Come on, let’s go.”

Xander looks back at Cain then leads me outside the bar.

“What?” I ask as we walk up to his bike.

“I didn’t like the way he was looking at you and last thing I need is to get into a f*ckin’ fight tonight.”

My mouth drops open. “How was he looking at me?”

“Like he’d already had you.”

He can tell that by one look?

“I had to deal with the same thing tonight from Paulina. And your time with her was much more recent, but you don’t see me losing my temper,” I say, crossing my arms over my chest.

“When did you sleep with him?” he asks, a muscle ticking in his jaw.

I sigh. “The last time was when I was eighteen. It was about three years ago. He just happens to live in the same town so I’m stuck seeing him around from time to time.”

“He was your first?” he asks through clenched teeth.

“He was,” I say slowly, nodding.

Xander takes a shaky breath. “Yeah, we’re definitely getting out of here.”

I roll my eyes. “Double standards, much?”

He draws me to him with a hand on my ass. “I don’t think I’ve ever felt possessive of a woman before, and I don’t exactly know how to handle it, okay? Right now, all I want to do is shove my fist through his smug looking face for having touched you at all.”

I rest my hand on the centre of his chest. “You’re overreacting, you know that, right? It’s not like I saw you, spoke to you, felt a connection between us then went ahead and slept with someone else.”