You Will Be Mine (Forever and Ever #7)(52)

She rolled her eyes. “Whatever. You’re missing out.” She walked out and didn’t look back.

After I shut the door, I leaned against it. My mind was spinning and I felt out of breath. Stacy was gorgeous and easy. She satisfied me and gave me exactly what I wanted, sex and no relationship.

So, what the hell just happened?





Chapter Thirteen


Silke


I stepped out of the changing room. “What about this one?”

Arsen shrugged. “It’s great.”

I sighed then walked back inside and changed. He seemed to be indifferent to every outfit I tried on. I came back out wearing a blue one. “Do you like this?”

“Sure.” He leaned back in the chair with his hands behind his head. The cashier kept eyeing him closely, like he might pull out a gun and rob her. His leather jacket and persona of indifference was intimidating to everyone.

I sighed then walked back inside and changed. I put on a black dress that was backless. It was tight on my body and revealed my legs underneath. I stepped out and watched his reaction.

His eyes widened as he took me in. They lingered on my legs then moved up to my chest.

“How about this one?” I made a pose for him.

He whistled loudly. “Come to papa.”

I rolled my eyes. “Pig.”

He patted his lap. “Park that RV right here.”

“RV?” I snapped.

“Don’t act like you don’t know you have junk in that trunk.” He winked.

“Go to hell.” I walked back into the changing room. When I was alone, I smiled. I liked the attention he gave me even though I acted like I didn’t. When he was attracted to me, it made me giddy with excitement. His attention was all I wanted.

I walked out with the dress in my hand.

“You’re getting it, right?” He stood up and adjusted his jacket.

“Yeah, I think so.”

“And you’re going to put it on when we get home?”

I smacked his arm then headed for the register. After I paid for it, we walked out.

“How about we stop and get some slutty lingerie?” He grabbed my hand and held it in his own.

“No.”

“Come on.” He leaned close to me. “I’ll buy.”

“I don’t need your money.”

He smirked while he stared at me. “Miss independent…”

I tried to hide my smile while I walked with him. Ever since Christmas, he’d been in a better mood. He wasn’t thoughtful and quiet all the time. Since my parents accepted him, his self-confidence seemed to be stronger. He wasn’t pushing me away like he used to. He finally let me in to stay.

“Look what we have here…” A guy wearing a beanie, baggy jeans and a t-shirt with holes in it came up to us. He was smoking a cigarette even though we were inside. Two guys who looked like thugs were behind him, looking threatening. They eyed me blatantly then whispered to one another.

I didn’t like them one bit.

Arsen tensed immediately. His happy demeanor was gone, and he squeezed my hand a little tighter.

“Looks like Arsen has a girlfriend after all…” He flashed us a smile full of yellow and crooked teeth.

Arsen positioned himself in front of me, blocking me from view. “Combs.”

“Fancy seeing you here.” He laughed like he said something funny.

“It’s a public mall.” Arsen’s voice had never sounded so cold and hollow. “It’s not that surprising.”

Combs tried to peek around him to get a glimpse of me. “Who’s the pretty lady?”

Arsen moved in front of me, blocking his view. “None of your business.”

Combs turned to his cronies. “Someone’s sensitive…”

“I’ll see you around.” He grabbed my hand again and pulled me away.

“Whoa…hold on.” Combs clapped his hands. “I want to purchase some of your high-quality product.”

Arsen turned to him. “I’m not selling at the moment.”

“Excuse me?” His somewhat friendly demeanor evaporated. “Did you just say no to me?”

“I said I don’t have anything on me. We can arrange something at a different time.”

I’d never witnessed a drug exchange or seen dealers in action. Combs and his cronies weren’t exactly friendly and they rubbed me the wrong way. Arsen seemed particularly protective of me in front of them, trying to take me away from the situation as quickly as possible.

Combs stared at him with a threatening look. “I suggest you don’t let it happen again. Or maybe I’ll take a turn on that girl of yours.”

My skin prickled in fear.

“Come near her and I’ll murder you.” The threat was in Arsen’s voice as well as his words. He stared at Combs, not backing down. I knew it wasn’t an idle threat. It was literal in every sense of the word.

Combs smirked, not seeming afraid. “Touchy, are we?”

Arsen gave him a final look before he dragged me away. His jaw was clenched tightly and his eyes looked crazed. He didn’t speak, just pulling me along. He didn’t glance over his shoulder as he walked as fast as he could without running.

When we made it to the garage, he grabbed my helmet and put it on quickly. “Come on. Let’s go.”