Ruthless Creatures by J.T. Geissinger

Seeing the expression on my face, Kage nods. “Yes. Your
missing fiancé. He didn’t deserve the kind of loyalty you’ve
shown him.”
“What do you mean?”
“I mean a woman like you, five years of your life spent
waiting?” He shakes his head as if in disgust. “No man
deserves that.”
“Believe me, if I could’ve turned it off, I would have. I
guess I’m just a loyal kind of girl.”
“So it’s not over? You’re still in love with him?”
He looks at me so closely, I feel like he sees right down
into all the hidden corners of my soul.
I whisper, “It’s over. You know how I know?”
“How?”
“Because if it wasn’t, I wouldn’t feel any of the things I
feel for you.”
His gaze searches my face. He’s tense and silent,
unmoving, until finally he releases his breath and presses a
rough kiss to my lips.
“Good,” he says gruffly. “Because I don’t fucking share.
Now let’s go get dinner before I tear you out of that dress.”
He takes my hand, I grab my coat from the kitchen chair,
and we drive to the restaurant.
We check our coats at the door. A hostess tells us the other
members of our party have already arrived and leads us to our
table.
The moment we walk into the main dining room and Kage
spots the three men sitting with Sloane, I know it’s going to be
an interesting night.
I’ve seen his eyes go black before, but this is something
else altogether.