Damien's POV
Hearing the distant sound of voices and then silence, I c****d my eyes quickly to see Maxwell leave the restaurant we had just left, Jason behind him, his eyes finding mine before possessively surveying Red and how she stood melted into my body, my arm snaked around her tiny waist my fingers laced in her mass of red waves tilting her head back to give me better access to those honeyed lips I was now addicted too.
But the look of need and desire was etched across my girl's face as she looked into my eyes challengingly that ate at him. Her hand winding up my chest, grabbing my shirt needily, pulling me closer, which had him glaring angrily. Her message was clear: She wanted me!
"Red, there'll be no going back if you cross that line..." Flicking my eyes back to her wit
