Page 3 of She is Mine

“Good morning, Sophia. I’m looking forward to showing you the properties we have on offer today. My name is Cal and I’ll be helping you out with anything you need.” He turns to look at me, his smile fading. “Will you be joining us?”

"Yes," I say shortly. "I want to make sure she gets a good deal."

“I can assure you she will have the best deals on offer. You don’t need to stay,” Cal says, touching the base of Sophia’s spine as he tries to guide her toward the apartment building. Anger flares inside me and I rush forward, getting in his face in annoyance.

"Don't. Fucking. Touch her," I growl. I can't help myself. She's mine and I can't let some asshole like him think he has the right to touch her. Sophia blinks in surprise, but she puts a hand on my arm and pulls me along.

"It's okay," she says gently, and I feel some of the anger leaving me. She's so pure, so gentle, so kind. She doesn't understand what she does to men. She doesn't understand how her beauty inspires such a primal instinct inside us all. I get the feeling that I'm not the only man who is willing to fight for her affection. But the difference between me and other men is that I know her. She'smine.Not one of them will do the things for her that I will. And that’s why in the end, I’m going to win her. No matter what it takes.

“Let’s go inside and take a look, shall we?” Cal says through gritted teeth. I still want to tear into him, but he keeps his distance as we head inside the building and I know that I’m not going to let her near him again. I’ll keep her safe by my side.

I can tell immediately that this place isn't worthy of Sophia. It's dark and dingy and it smells stale. I move closer to her and she looks up at me with her baby blues. Damn, does she have any idea what she's doing to me? My cock is rock hard right now.

“You can do better than this place,” I growl. She blinks.

“It’s at the top of my budget…”

“I won’t allow you to end up living in a shithole like this,” I tell her protectively. She bows her head.

“Living in the city is so expensive, though…”

“Don’t worry. I’m going to make sure you get the best of the best,” I growl. “Cal, we’re leaving.”

He turns to scowl at me. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me. This place is no good. We want to see your next property. Give me the address for the next place so we can meet you there.”

Cal’s lips tighten, but he tells me the address. Without another word, I take Sophia’s hand and lead her out of the building. She giggles softly.

"You really showed him who's boss."

"I won't let him try and sell you on a place like that. You deserve a palace. Look at this place...it's a rough area. I won't let you live somewhere this terrible. Let's go and see if this other place is any better. If not, I'll have to take matters into my own hands."

I open the passenger door for her and see the blush resting on her cheeks as she hops in. I get in the car and the air feels thick with tension. I wonder if she feels it too.

I glance over at her. She’s watching me. I can’t stop my eyes from moving over her body. Her short flowery dress rides high up her legs, revealing so much skin to me that I almost lose control. I allow my hand to find her leg, rubbing her thigh. She gasps at my touch but doesn’t move an inch. I can tell she wants me to touch her.

“Don’t worry about a thing today,” I growl. “I’m going to take care of you.”

Sophia

I can’t believe I’m riding in a car with Roman. I’ve always wondered what it would be like to spend time just the two of us, and now I know.

It’s electric.

We don’t say much as he navigates traffic, but since he touched my leg, my attraction to him has taken on yet another level. I can’t imagine what Jamie would say if he caught me fawning over his best friend like this, but the point is, Jamie isn’t here. It’s just me and Roman. My thoughts are running wild. One look at him and I’m fantasizing about his lips all over my skin. One sniff of his cologne and I’m wishing he’d throw me onto the backseat and take me right here and now. One word in his husky voice makes me weak in the knees, making me want to tell him that I’m his if he wants me.

I'm supposed to be getting my first taste of adulthood today by looking for an apartment, but the idea of maturity has taken on a whole new meaning for me since Roman showed up. I want to know what it's like to have sex with a man I can't resist. It's always been Roman from my very first urge for pleasure, to the first time I made myself come thinking about him, to right now when I'm so close to having him for real. I can barely stand the tension any longer.

I want him in the only way that matters.

But all too soon, we've arrived at the second apartment. He gets out of the car and walks around to open the passenger side door for me, like a gentleman. He takes my hand, his thumb brushing my knuckles as he helps me out. I pause for a moment, my body close to his as I look up at him. He's breathing hard like he's holding back on the most innate urges a man can have. I know it by looking into his eyes. I can see that he wants me as much as I want him. Maybe we should just ditch the hunt for an apartment...find somewhere we can be alone.

And then Cal shows up. He shatters the fantasy within seconds. He’s still looking at me with uncomfortable scrutiny, but he keeps his distance, especially when Roman puts his hand on my waist protectively.

“Why don’t the two of you head in alone,” he says, glancing nervously at Roman before handing me a set of keys. “I have some calls to make...I’ll wait out here. Take as much time as you need. I’m sure you’ll find this place more suitable.”

My heart starts thudding at a million miles an hour. I’ll be alone with Roman again. I clasp the keys nervously. This is exactly what I want, but I have no idea what will happen once we’re behind closed doors.