[Atticus’ POV]
I stare into Tabitha’s eyes while fighting the urge to shove her against that f*****g locked door and testing just how far she is truly willing to let me go. However, before I can act on instinct, a couple of women round the corner and take us in curiously. From the looks on their faces, it is easy to tell that they think I'm some freak attempting to hit on a poor drunk woman.
Cursing under my breath, I reach out and grab Tabitha’s hand and begin to lead her back down to the street so that I can hail another cab. When one manages to stop, I help her into the backseat and then climb in.
After giving the cabby my address, I attack, slamming my mouth against hers while my hands began to explore her body.
A small moan escapes her lips as she climbs onto my lap and begins to
