“I’m fine with it then.”
With that said, I crushed my mouth to hers and forced my tongue between her parted lips. Bronagh gripped me with her good hand and groaned as I deepened the kiss and took what I wanted from her. It wasn’t close to what I needed from her, but it was a damn good place to start. I had barely had my fill of Bronagh’s lip when I was suddenly yanked away from her. I turned and tensed my body as I saw Branna Murphy’s fist hurdling my way.
Shit hit the fan after that.
The police were called, and once they got there, Ryder and Branna were separated from me and Bronagh. I was brought to a separate examination room to receive eight stitches thanks to Branna’s ring cutting through the tissue just over my eye. Bronagh had gotten an X-ray, and then the all-clear that she just had a sprain. She returned to my side to make sure that I was okay once the doctors discharged her. While I was being stitched up by a pretty nurse, a pretty police officer came in to talk to me about whether I wanted to press charges against Branna, which I found very amusing.
“He already told ye’ he doesn’t want to press charges against me sister. Why are ye’ bein’ so repetitive?”
Bronagh had been in a foul mood ever since the female officer came in to speak to me. I noticed straight off the bat that the officer was interested in me, and Bronagh seemed to notice it too.
The officer flicked her eyes to Bronagh. “It is me job to ask the victim of attacks these types of questions more than once to make sure they are solid on their decision.”
Bronagh leaned closer to me. “Is it also your job to flirt with said victim while his girlfriend is sittin’ right next to him?”
The officer looked from Bronagh to me, then back again, and her cheeks flushed. The nurse who was stitching me up also went silent upon hearing Bronagh’s declaration. I wanted to laugh my ass off, but I didn’t. She asserted herself as my girlfriend for no other reason than to get these women to back off, and I loved it.
“Listen here,” the officer narrowed her eyes at Bronagh, “I wasn’t flirtin’—”
“Yeah, ye’ were, but ye’ may as well give it up. He isn’t interested in ye’. Right?”
When she looked at me and found that my eyes were already on her, she licked her lower lip and blood rushed to my cock.
“Right,” I answered.
Satisfied, Bronagh looked back at the officer and snidely said, “See?”
My body was stiff from sitting down for so long, so when the nurse was finished with me, I stretched my arms over my head, which naturally caused my muscles to flex. I was shirtless thanks to Branna ripping my T-shirt during my beatdown, and as I stretched, I saw three pair of eyes on my bare torso. I wasn’t stupid. I knew what my body looked like, and normally, I loved the attention from women, but right now, I only wanted the attention of one woman, and I had it.
“Your tattoo is gorgeous.”
I looked at the nurse when she spoke, then at the officer, who was nodding in agreement.
“Thanks, ladies.” I smiled as I slid my arm around Bronagh’s waist. “My girlfriend agrees with you both.”
Bronagh tensed when both women pulled a face at the mention of her being my girlfriend, and to be honest, I got a little pissed off at their silent dismissal of her too.
“Is he finished here?”
The officer and nurse bobbed their heads to Bronagh’s question, though they looked saddened by their answer.
“So can we leave then?”
I looked at Bronagh, then at the officer, who looked like she’d had just about enough of Bronagh’s attitude.
“D’ye have a problem—”
“Yeah, she does,” I cut the officer off with a big smile. “She sprained her hand a few hours ago and hasn’t had any painkillers yet. We’re collecting them from the twenty-four-hour pharmacy on our way home as soon as I’m done here.”
The officer smiled at me, suddenly forgetting that Bronagh existed.
“I’ll discharge ye’ now.”
I watched Bronagh as she rolled her eyes after the nurse spoke and left the room, and it caused my lips to twitch. The attention I was getting from these women was killing her.
“I’m done ‘ere, too, unless ye’ do want to press charges. We can take this down to the station if ye’ do.”
Bronagh’s eyes narrowed to slits.
“No, thank you,” I said politely. “I’m set on my decision.”
The officer accepted that, said goodbye, and then left the room. I turned my attention back to Bronagh, who was brooding in silence.
She sighed after a few moments. “What?”
“You’re so fucking sexy.”
I leaned down and latched my lips onto her neck, sliding my tongue over her flesh. Bronagh groaned for just a moment before she jumped away from me with her cheeks flushed red.