His Rose

Mine

My eyes widen when I see how dark his looked. He quickly grabbed Lilly from my me and picked her up. her small body almost drowning against his. I would be lying if I said he did not look attractive at that moment. I quickly shale the thought out of my head and glare at him.

"You were an hour late to pick Lilly up! I was bringing her home because you're an irresponsible big man who can't show up on time! And we are wearing our ballet clothes, what is wrong with that huh?" I half yell at him, straightening my back in an obviously failed attempt to look threatening.

If this were a cartoon, smoke would come out of his ears. I gulped loudly as he took a step closer to me. "I had urgent business to attend to, and next time, change because every single man was watching your plumb ass prancing around the street, alone with a child. I'll spare you the explicit details of what could have happened" he growled in a low voice.

My eyes teared a bit, and I took a step back feeling overwhelmed. But he did call our ass plumb, my subconscious tried to comfort. I quickly shut her up .His dark eyes stare me down. I look down, feeling my words suck in my throat. He sighs and pulls my chin with his index, forcing me to look at him.

"Just get in the car, I'll drop you off". I wordlessly nod and follow him to his car. He buckles Lily in the back while I try to get in the front. He sees me struggling, and chuckles making me blush. He steps closer to me and picks me up, helping me in. I clear my throat, trying to get the sexual thoughts out of my head.  We drive in silence for a while, with me playing with my fingers nervously. 

Soon enough, we arrive at Lilly's house. We both get out of the car, he grabs her bag while I carry her as she's fallen asleep. He puts his arm around my back and leads me to the front door. He pulls out a set of keys and opens the door. I walk in after him, and follow him to Lilly's room. I set her on her bed, and take off her shoes before tucking her in. She could use a nap. I kiss her forehead, aware of Jack's eyes on me. 

Once we're out of her room and in the foyer, I turn to him. 

"I appreciate your concern for my well being, but you have no right to talk to me the way you did. I understand that what I did might have put both me and Lilly in danger, but this is Rosewood, a small town where everyone knows everyone and nothing ever happens. So I would like you to never, ever speak to me like that. I am not your sister, or girlfriend or anything really for you to day that to me." I exhale loudly, finishing my rant. 

He stares at me for a moment. I swallow my saliva as he takes a step closer to me. "From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew you were mine. Your well being is of my concern, everything you do is my concern. You are mine, and I suggest you start accepting it because what I want, I always get", he said. 

I was breathing really hard at this point, but before I can reply the front door opened. Ella and Jaden walked in, carrying grocery bags. 

"Oh hello Rose! What are you doing here?" asked Ella, smiling after she settled the bags on the kitchen counter. Before I could answer, Jack jumped and said "I was going to give her a ride to her house, we were just waiting for you so that Lily doesn't stay alone. She's asleep upstairs, by the way". 

I gave a tight smile, trying my best not to explain what actually happened. "Well, we'll be going now" he muttered, grabbing my hand and leading me to the door. "Wait", Ella rushed. "Join us for dinner tonight! We'd love to get to know you more!" she smiled.

"Oh thank you, but I don't want to intrude", I shyly tucked my hair behind my ear. "Nonsense! We insist! Plus my wife is the best chef you will ever meet" assured Jaden, putting his hand around Ella. I giggle lightly, and I don't know why but turn to look at Jack, almost silently looking for his approval. He nods and clears his throat. 

"Alright, I'll be here", I thank the Jones' before saying goodbye. Before I managed to turn around, I feel a jacket being placed around my body, engulfing me. 

I looked back at Jack, only to find him staring at me. His eyes daring me to argue. Without saying anything, I make my way to the car and wait for him to help me in. 

"I don't even know you, and you certainly don't know me. You can't just say that I'm yours. I am not something to be possessed or owned.  Please, just after this dinner let us not talk to each other. I'll go back to my life, and you'll go back to wherever you came from" I breathed, not daring to look at him. 

"I'm from New York, grew up in foster care. Moved from one shitty foster parent to another, until I turned 18.  My favorite color is black, and I have 12 tattoos. There, you know me now. And I know you enough to say that you are mine, flower. Don't make me repeat myself" he stated, his grip on the steering wheel tightening immensely.  

My mouth opened, but no words came out.

 "Close your mouth baby girl before I get any ideas" he smirked, making me gasp and shut it quickly. Luckily, we made it to my apartment complex, and I ran out of his car like my ass was on fire.