Off Limits, Brother's Best Friend Chapter 153

Chapter 153: I Am Losing 

Callan

“Hey, turn the fuck around!” 

“Oh come on, boss. Even Bryce gave up trying.” Frank chuckled.

I don't find this funny, his face smoothed out when my expression didn't change. They pretended to fix themselves or grab drinks like they weren't just staring at her. When I looked back up, my jaw clenched when I realized those eyes were shifting over to me. Our gaze met for the first time in a long damn time, her face didn't move. She made no expression of shock, nerves, anger or anything. Is she fucking indifferent? I made sure to turn my eyes away, just as easily as they had been drawn to her. Do not fucking look at her. Bryce came and stuck a whiskey in my hand. I took the content of it in one clean swig.

“Wow, wait for me.” He chuckled, pretending to clink glasses with me before taking the drink like a shot. The heat in my belly wasn't just from the liquor, I am so pissed off that she is here. What fucking right does she have coming into my club? If she wasn't Bryce's little sister, I would have had her thrown out. Fuck her.

Angelo put his hand on my shoulder and I knew exactly what he was saying without him having to say anything. Bryce hadn't even acknowledged the fact that the two of us were in the same room, but he was probably half tipsy or something. Or he was pretending that we don't even know each other. It is how I should have kept things, I should have never even stepped near the girl. It is my best friend's baby sister and I knew better. I nodded to my cousin to let him know I heard him, I grabbed for the bottle and poured myself another glass. I decided to sit down with my back facing her, so I couldn't see her. She was dancing and I was not going to look, my jaw clenched even harder when I kept seeing my friends turning and looking at the girl absentmindedly. They couldn't help themselves, they kept glancing her way.

In my mind, I played out the scenario of me flipping this table and beating the living hell out of every single one of them that kept looking. I imagined my fist just pounding into faces and bodies, whatever I could reach. I pictured myself pulling a gun and…stop it. I unclenched my fist before I actually broke the glass in my hand and released a breath. She wants to wear that sexy dress in a place she knows I will be there. Fine, I have my own version of the ‘fuck you' that she was giving me tonight.

I leaned back on the sofa I was sitting on and stretched my arms down the back of it. I let my legs hang wide and every time a girl came my way, I licked my lip or winked or just gave her the look that told her I would do all kinds of dirty shit to her. They started coming over, one sitting beside me, another on the other side. Some of them pretended they weren't specifically there for me but I know better.

The birthday girl came over, of course because she could sense she wasn't the center of attention. She came and sat down right on my lap, perfect. I cupped her ass and started whispering dirty shít into her ear. She was in this tiny dress so, sitting down, one could practically see her panties. I let my thumb graze up her thigh and just below the hem of her dress without going too far. She bit her lip and started rubbing up on me. I did something I didn't usually do, I grabbed her face and started kissing her. I fúck plenty of women but I don't usually make a show of kissing them in public like this. Having a girl on my lap or feeling her up is different than kissing. It is more intimate.

The girl couldn't hesitate to kiss me back, she wasn't shy about shoving her tongue into my mouth. I started kneading the flesh of her thigh and pulling her further into my mouth at this sudden contact.

“Yes,” I heard someone start laughing at the sight of us. I kept at it.

I grabbed her jaw and devoured her mouth and my hand went under the dress. If I could fúck her right now in front of everyone, I would but I will get damn close.

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Brianna POV

My heart hasn't stopped thumping in my chest since the second I realized Callan was in the same room as me. Now I am supposed to be making him regret walking out on me but my insides are flipping all over the place and I don't think I am dancing very sexy. I needed to breathe, with all these sweaty bodies surrounding me, I felt like the air wasn't moving and I was hot. I stepped out of the circle and Jane followed me.

“Do you want to go to the restroom?” She asked, linking arms and turning me that way before I could even agree. When we got inside, she quickly checked the stall before turning to me.

“How are you doing, you look great. You are doing a great job with confidence thing, I am proud but how are you doing?” She asked again, I rubbed my temple, so I wouldn't smudge my makeup if I rubbed at my face.

“I am trying to ignore him that he is here. Has he even looked at me, Jane? I feel stupid.” I told her the truth. I may have smoothed my face out to look unbothered but I am very much bothered.

All these stupid memories came flooding in when those eyes locked with mine. His stubble is still so dark and his lashes make his gaze feel alluring and deep. He is in a black, which is my favorite. He looks more handsome than I even let myself remember, I swear. I have tried burying him somewhere deep inside my mind, in a place I do not touch or at least, I haven't touched for months but now, all hope is lost.

“He looked at you and you know he did. Besides, all his friends kept staring at you, you think he hasn't noticed that too. He is probably pissed, I wouldn't be surprised if he didn't corner you and whisk you away.” She smirked, she knows that every time we have tried staying away from each other in the past, it never panned out. Especially if we were in the same vicinity.

There was an ocean between us and it didn't even help, never mind a few bodies in a club. He is still so tangible,I feel him everywhere. Those rough inked hands that have touched every inch of my body ten times over. My chest flutters at the thought of him cornering me, taking me away during one of his anger episodes when he sees men near me. I shouldn't feel that.

'Stop it, Brianna. He left you.’ I need to remember that. If he couldn't wait back then, then he can't just have me now that it is convenient.

“Come on, sexy, let's get you out there.” Jane slapped my ass and made me jolt. She grabbed my shoulders and walked me out of the private restroom inside the vip back to the dance floor.

When my body stopped suddenly, she rammed right into me and stumbled.

“What?” She started to ask until she followed my eyes.

I can't breathe, something so sharp shot through me to the point of my physical breath halting. Jane tried to quickly turn me away but it was too late, I saw everything. Callan had the birthday girl on his lap and he wasn't just kissing her, no…he was groping her and tongue lashing her in his dominant sexy way. His hand was up her dress for everyone to see, I can't breathe. If I do I am afraid that a tear will form. For now everything is still.

“Babes, come on, let's go dance or do you want another drink?” She rubbed my arms and looked at me with a sorry expression.

“You know he is just doing that because he is jealous.” She said, I shook my head.

“That was dumb.” I finally got a few words out but they felt like sandpaper coming up my throat.

“Breath, Brianna.” She encouraged me.

“I have to go,” I told her urgently.

“No, then he will win.” She stopped me.

“I am not willing, Jane. I am losing, I am always the one losing.” I almost snapped but it wasn't at her and she knew it..

“Go fúck around with some you find cute, or even call Andrew. Let him come and see you in this dress and see if he isn't trying to put his tongue down your throat.” She tried concocting more of her ideas.

I had no energy left in me, I felt totally deflated when I saw her grirating over his lap.