Page 102 of Pervade Montego Bay

My cock stirred from having her so close. “Could you stop that, please?” I said.

“Stop what?” She looked puzzled.

Her crime was pressing her body against mine. My crime was I couldn’t resist getting hard for her. This was why it was imperative I kept my distance. Being this close made my body react in inconvenient ways. Her perfume caused my senses to reel.

“Are you all right?” she asked.

“Do you know his last name?” I asked.

“Louis called him Trevor, but I don’t know if that’s a first or last name.”

“Then we’ll work with that.”

“I don’t like him.”

“I hope you didn’t talk with him?”

“Give me some credit.” She huffed her frustration. “Why are you being like this?”

“You mean cautious?”

“With me?”

“Just need to be sure no one misspeaks—”

“You doubt my ability to be discreet?”

“Let’s enjoy the dance.” It was probably our last.

That thought struck me like a fucking arrow. I felt the shock of it deep in my chest.

She was studying my reaction. “Is he dangerous?”

I kept my attention on the crowd.

She sighed heavily. “Can we call a truce?”

“Sure.”

“I like Louis.”

“He’s a great guy.”

“You’re very protective of him.”

“As I am of you and Xavier.”

“Why is Trevor so interested in him?”

“He’s having trouble finding a story, I’m assuming. He’s turned his sights on a private man.”

“I’m just going to come out and say it, James.”

“As if I could stop you.”

“You’re hurting Xavier.”

Really?Because I was the one throwing myself onto my sword—for both of them, no less.