The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn

The Unwanted Bride Of Atticus Fawn Chapter 13

~AUTUMN~

My head is spinning, but I’m happy. I’m letting myself enjoy the music as I swing my hips along with the beat. Scarlett is next to me, and she’s doing the same while Clara laughs and takes videos of us on her phone. I didn’t think I would enjoy the company of these girls that I barely knew anything about. Especially girls that were popular. They’re definitely not like the others.

I’m happy Griffin introduced me to them. He was telling the truth all along, and I was delighted I could trust him.

The music gets louder, and the only thing that can improve tonight is having Atticus with me. But I knew that wasn’t possible. He was probably still looking after Anya. I shook my head and pushed him out of my mind. This wasn’t the time to be thinking about my troubles.

A hand on my waist causes me to stop dancing. I spun around to see a red-haired guy grinning at me. “Can I join in?”

Was he asking for my permission after putting his hands on me? I narrow my eyes, but before I can push him away, I spot a familiar figure heading our way. I would be able to tell it’s him even in darkness.

“Get your f*****g hands off my wife,” Atticus shouts. My jaw almost hits the floor. Did he really say that, or was I so intoxicated that I was seeing and hearing things?

The boy raises his hand in self-defense and moves away from me. Atticus takes a step towards me, glaring at me as though I’d also pissed him off.

“It’s time to go, Autumn.” He tells me.

I smiled, thrilled that he was in front of me. I grabbed his shirt and pulled myself closer to him, so there was no space between us. I spun around, so my back was now pressed against his still body. And then I begin to move my body against his. Grinding my ass against him.

Atticus hissed, and his hand immediately reached out to grip my hips.

growls in a

him. And the songs playing matched how I felt right now. Hot and ready for him. Only him. No one else ever made me feel like this. He was the only man I’ve ever had eyes for. And nothing would ever change

. .

facing him once more. My hair was wet and sticking to my face, but I didn’t care, not with the way he was looking at me. Without warning, he lifts my

giggle and continue to dance on

to walk with me. They were gaping at us, and their faces

I shout his name. He watches me, and I think

he ignores him.

and I use that opportunity to inhale his divine scent. Atticus freezes against me, and I think he knows what I just did. He ignores it, however,

and reverses. I can tell that he’s not happy about

sorry for upsetting you.”

second before returning his gaze to the road, “You did not upset

happy.” I tell him

have heard me, or maybe he doesn’t bother replying. It doesn’t matter, not after what he’s

carried you home safely. I didn’t think he would take you to a party and get you

your brother’s fault,” I mumble; Griffin was

it’s also mine. Another man touched you, put his hands on you while you were drunk, and there is no

suddenly dizzy with happiness. Hearing the concern in his voice makes my body shiver in a way it’s never done before. Before I know it, my hands are on the seatbelt; I need to be closer to him. I don’t know where I’m getting the

the hell are you doing?” Atticus asks as I unbuckle

he also has to keep them on the road in between. He repeats my name, but I ignore him as I move over to his side. His eyes are wide as I climb

he holds the steering with one hand and my waist with his other. He’s trying to steady me. I’m swaying a bit, but his