15 - Hot In Herre

~Juliet’s Point of View~

“Everything okay guys,” Slade yelled.

“You wanna come face the bitches or go back and have me fuck your brains out? Oh but uhm, you’re keeping those shoes on,” Jude said, rubbing his nose on my forehead.

I laughed. I loved that he was silly like me, I would have thought he’d be more macho, not so affectionate. But I had to admit the reality of this man … he couldn’t keep his hands off me. He’d proved to me tonight he was more than willing to do it publicly.

“I want to take you to my place,” I said, blushing. I wanted my own bed, and I wanted him in it, some kind of weird primal urge.

“Give me your purse so you can’t leave while I talk to Slade,” he said, and I rolled my eyes.

I gave it to him and he looked ridiculous with it but he was just adorable with how he cared about me. He told Gavin to wait next to me.

I had to get over myself. I was having his baby. It didn’t get much more locked in than that.

Slade stepped into the door of the club as he held