Always And Forever

Chapter 9

Seth had his eyes fixated on us from afar. His stare was a declaration of desire, a silent scream of frustration, and a warning to anyone who dared to come near what he considered was his.

I had to kill our moment and gently pulled myself out of Roman's arms, who looked slightly disappointed.

"Kiran, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." I whispered.

His hand cradled my chin, gently tilting my face up. "Are you sure?"

I nodded, signaling my eyes over to where Seth was standing. Roman turned his head in Seth's direction.

"So what? Let that fucker keep looking-he won't do shit. Watch this-"

Roman took my face in his hands and crashed his lips against mine. The sudden impact sent a jolt of shock throughout my body faster than my mind could comprehend. He pulled back and looked in Seth's direction while laughing. His laughter dripped with disdain, a slow drawling chuckle that seemed to savor the absurdity of the situation.

With a fierce scowl, Seth downed another shot before storming out of the club.

I was unsure how to react to what just happened. My legs felt like jelly, and my head spun, a dizzying whirlwind that made the room seem to tilt and sway.

We managed to stumble our way outside to join Dean and Seth. Our limo was taking forever to come. At this point, Roman was completely wasted, his eyes barely open. Dean held him up as we waited for our limo to pull in.

As soon as we got in the limo, a wave of relief washed over me. I was tired as hell, and my feet were killing me. I unbuckled the straps of my heels and tossed them to the side. It would be a longer ride back with the outgoing traffic crawling ahead.

Roman began reaching for a shot glass from the bar, I quickly put my bag next to Dean and leaned over him, snatching the glass out of his hand.

"Seriously-you need to chill." I warned him. I didn't realize my dress was dipping too low until Roman's eyes lowered down to my chest and his lips curled into a mischievous grin. I quickly adjusted my dress, feeling my cheeks get hot with embarrassment. All of a sudden, he pulled me by my waist onto his lap.

"Roman!" I nervously giggled, trying to get off him.

He tightened his arms around me, forcing me to give up the struggle. I felt his bulge getting hard under me, making me shift my weight off him, but he would continue moving me back. Dean and Seth- seated across from us- had their brows raised and jaws dropped at drunk Roman. Dean was laughing, but Seth was not impressed. I noticed his fists were tightly clenched as he grew more agitated at us, burning with envy.

Roman was just rambling nonsense and slurring his words at this point. He kept trying to lean in to kiss me, but I covered his mouth with my hand.

"If you don't behave yourself, I'm not moving my hand." I smiled.

He nodded his head and instead placed his hand on my leg, gently squeezing my exposed thigh. I quickly let go of his mouth and grabbed his hand to move it off me, which gave him perfect the chance to land a kiss on my cheek.

"Gotchu now!" He laughed.

Roman was so cute when he was drunk, but he was embarrassing me to death in front of the other two. He quietly looked into my eyes, tracing my jawline with his fingers.

"We're still here guys...." Seth interrupting us with a disgusted look on his face.

"Really? I didn't notice." I replied sarcastically.