Page 7 of Bought By Torch

Here comes Caleb again, smothering me against his body. I don’t know what is wrong with me. I used to like it when he touched me. But lately, even his touch annoys me. It’s another sign that I need to end things with him. But not until we get back. I can’t endure my father alone.

“I’ll keep my woman warm,” Caleb sneers at Torch. “Now, if you don’t mind giving us some privacy. We need to go christen that bed.”

Torch’s shoulders stiffen. He clearly doesn’t like the way Caleb is speaking to him. I can’t blame him. He was just trying to be nice, and this oaf is being a complete jerk.

“Thought you were going to get a massage?” Torch cocks that locked jaw. “The appointment is in five minutes.”

“I don’t need long,” Caleb states, and I shake my head, pulling out of his hold. I’m not having sex with him right now. In fact, after the remarks he made about the flight attendant andthen wanting a happy ending from the massage therapist, I’m not sure I’ll ever let him touch me again.

“You should go get the massage. I’m taking a shower and then a nap.”

“Fine. Whatever,” he huffs. “You want to take me to the spa?” He turns toward Torch.

“Second floor to the left. Just follow the signs.” The man sounds as annoyed as I am. “Is there anything else I can get you, Evie?” His voice softens when he addresses me. I’m the one he has to impress this weekend, not the big oaf.

“We’re good. You can go now.” Caleb steps in front of me, blocking my view of the gorgeous man.

“I’ll be back at six to take you both down for dinner and then the show.”

“Thank you,” I say to Caleb’s back because he won’t let me get around him. “I appreciate you taking the time, Torch, and for arranging all of this.” I’m sure this is their way of solidifying the deal with my dad, but I’m still grateful. I’m sure he has plenty of other things he could be doing with his time.

“You’re welcome, Miss Hemsworth. Like I said, if you need anything at all, just call down and they’ll be happy to make any accommodations. Or you can text me, and I’ll get it for you.”

I can’t see the standoff occurring between the two men, but I can feel the tension stiffening in Caleb’s body. My head is throbbing too much to deal with him.

“She won’t need to text you.”

Torch ignores his comment and turns to leave. The door closes behind him, and Caleb whips around to face me. “That man wants to fuck you.”

I seriously can’t handle this right now. After all the remarks he’s said about other women today, after practically grabbing the flight attendant’s ass as she delivered our drinks,he’sgoing to act jealous towards me? I can guarantee that a man like Torchisn’t interested in me for anything other than my father’s money. It’s the only reason he’s being nice. Guaranteed.

“You’re being ridiculous. They’re trying to do a business deal with my dad. Of course, these men are going to go out of their way to be nice to me so that I don’t ruin things for them. Any perceived interest you may think you see, is only him trying to make sure I’m happy so I give my father the thumbs-up.”

I’ve been used to the treatment my entire life. People will bend over backwards for me just to make sure I give my dad a good report. Torch is no different. His kindness, his flattery is solely intended for one purpose.

“I know when a man wants to fuck someone. And he wants to fuck you.”

I shake my head, ignoring his comment. “I’m going to go shower now and wash off all the airport germs.”

“Fine. But I know I’m right, and he better back the fuck off or I’m going to knock him out.”

I’d like to see him try. Torch would take him down in one hit. Torch is taller and a lot deadlier than Caleb.

“I’d be careful if I were you. He is a Steel Sinner after all.”

“Yeah, well, I’m not afraid of him.”

I roll my eyes. I’m starting to think that the muscles in his arm are bigger than the one inside his skull.

5

Torch

“Dude, what the fuck? You didn’t tell me she was bringing her boyfriend with her?”

Now, I’m the one playing the fucking third wheel all weekend. And who the fuck does the kid think he is, coming to our turf, staying in our place, and trying to square off with me. I almost knocked the fucker out. If he’s not careful, he’ll be going home in a casket.

“I didn’t know,” Deuce states, breathing hard through the line. Sounds like the guy is getting his dick sucked. “Is she settled in?”