Slowburn

Chapter 80

        When I removed my hands from Renzo's chest he could tell I was withdrawing in more than one way. He said he didn't want to claim me in front of everyone, so I see no sense in him touching me for any reason. 

"I'd like to grab a drink now" I let him know and motioned to the bar just beyond the VIP section. Renzo grabbed my wrist and shook his head, showing me a girl who I realized was serving at a wet bar towards the back portion I can barely even see through this crowd. 

I walked forward and left Renzo where he stood, though I doubt he stayed behind. When I reached the bar I ordered, but not a moment later I could feel the heat at my back. 

"Whiskey neat" that deep voice spoke from above my head. The girl blinked up at him in a momentary stupor and I can't blame her. When you see him for the first time it really happens that way. You short circuit. You think 'this is the most handsome human being I have ever seen'.

Renzo's hands settled on my hips and his front was pressed against my back. 

        "Don't try to walk away from me. I know what you're doing" he told me in my ear, though I wasn't facing him. "I'm not doing anything" I played dumb. He didn't buy it. He spun me around and returned his hands on my hips. 

"What do you want, Kat? Hm? You want me to grab a fistful of your hair and claim your mouth in front of everyone? Tell me?" he asked, but his tone was thick with lust. "I do. You're always telling me I belong to Renzo Revello...well prove it" I challenged him in a way I never have. 

I could tell by his arched brow of surprise. I may or may not have had a drink or two with Grace to prepare for tonight. I guess I was feeling brave. I watched Renzo lick his lips and consider my challenge. Unfortunately it was interrupted by the bartender calling us for our drinks.

Our eyes met again after we'd received the glasses, but neither of us did anything. After a second I just started sipping my drink and let the moment pass.

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        Renzo really didn't look interested in being here in the slightest. He didn't interact very much, but he did slap a few backs and have a few short lived conversations. Much of that came to be after Dante had showed up and lightened the mood. He's always a fun time. 

Renzo kept noting his watch, and I know it's because he put a time limit on this. He came out of obligation for whatever reason that may be. 

Dante had become distracted by a group of girls and had since wandered off. I finished my drink and placed it down on the table off to the side, where the bottle service was out and ice buckets were scattered. 

        I turned absentmindedly, but gasped when I was suddenly grabbed. Without notice Renzo grabbed a fistful of my hair and crashed our mouths together. I fisted his shirt in surprise and also to steady myself on my heels, but his other arm had already come around and pulled me against him. 

I kissed him with fervor knowing this was that moment where he was openly claiming me the way I had challenged him to do earlier.

        He's probably made out with tons of women in front of these people, so maybe they can't even spot the difference, but to me it meant everything. To me I knew it wasn't just that. Renzo's fist didn't release my hair until well after we started to kiss, but then he ran it down to my face and held just below my jaw to continue it. 

When we pulled away I was breathless, and my eyes felt like they were sparkling when looking at this man looking at me. "Something like that?" He asked me in my ear. I grinned and nodded yes.