Page 21 of Mistaken Prejudice

Wow, dude, chill the fuck out.

“Because Andrei invited him over, and we’re happy he did.” It was Chief who spoke first.

“Classy, Andrei. First, you fuck them, then you bring them to our dinner?” Diesel asked with a loathsome smirk on his face.

How can someone so handsome be so ugly?

“Shut up, Diesel.” Andrei’s voice came out rough, the same way it did back in the parking lot, and his hand, which was on my thigh a moment ago, was now placed flat on the table.

“Guys,” Chief started saying as Diesel leaned back in his chair with a pissed-off expression.

“No, Chief, it’s cool. Fantastic even,” Diesel said as he brushed his tongue over his white teeth and flashed me a fake smile. “I’ll also bring the next bitch I fuck for dinner.” His words dripped with venom. “I bet those beach club whores will dig it. Don’t you agree, Andrei? A home-cooked meal after a good fuck. Although from the look of it, this guy’s probably a lame-ass fuck.” He pointed at me with his knife.

Rather than speaking back, Andrei calmly got up, and from the disappointment on Diesel’s face, it was clear he didn’t get the reaction he’d hoped for.

“Let’s go,” Andrei said calmly, his posture composed as he offered me his hand.

“Andrei,” Chief started saying.

“It’s all right,” Andrei cut him off with a smile. “I’ll be back soon.”

“Thanks for the food, and it was nice meeting you,” I generally spoke toward the room as I got up. Diesel let out a snarl and mumbled “patético” as I grabbed Andrei’s hand.

It doesn’t take a genius to translate it. But once again, I couldn’t care less about what he had to say about me.

Andrei led the way back to my car, and as we reached it, he turned to face me. Pulling me closer, I was pressed against him as he leaned his firm body against the hood of the car. I took a moment to appreciate his full lips, remembering how sweet they tasted earlier today.

“So that was fun.”

He chuckled and tightened his hold around me. “Yeah, I bet.”

“I mean it!” I protested by putting my arms on his chest. “It was. You have a lovely family, Andrei. Chief is cool, Levi is smart, Jessie is like cotton candy, and Diesel—” My sudden pause made Andrei laugh. But what could I say? As for now, Diesel didn’t give me anything good to say about him.

“I’ll talk to him.”

“You don’t have to,” I mumbled.

“I know I don’t have to, but I want to. Because I want to date you.”

Holy shit. Is this for real? My heart fluttered at his words, and my smile almost split my face in two.

“You want to date me?” I’m such a cringe.

“I thought I made it rather obvious.” He smirked, popping out one of his dimples.

“Mhmm.” I pressed my lips together. “Not quite.”

“Is that so…” He leaned forward and gently pressed his lips to mine.

“What about now?” he asked after he pulled away, his voice low and gravelly.

“I’m going to need some more convincing.” I smiled against his lips, and the next thing I knew, he palmed the back of my neck with his large hand and pulled me closer and claimed my mouth with a hungry, intense kiss that made my body tense with desire. I parted my lips, giving him more access to my mouth. His tongue was warm as it caressed mine. I closed my eyes and moaned into his mouth as I felt his hand traveling down my waist, stopping right above my ass. He pushed his thigh between my spread legs, and the pressure made me shiver. My already hard cock pressed against my shorts, and I let out a strangled groan as Andrei pushed harder against me.

“Oh fuck,” I muttered as he pulled back from my lips and went straight for my neck.

“Yes. You made your point very clear.” I panted heavily as his kiss left me out of breath.

I moved my fingers to play with his hair. The salty water made it thicker and messy, and I loved it.