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

pressed my ass up against 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

. .AUTUMN!”

I was facing him once more. My hair was wet and sticking to my face, but I didn’t care, not with

to dance on top of

and Scarlett as he began to walk with me. They were gaping

Atticus walks past him, and I shout his name. He watches me, and I think he’s holding

to Atticus, but he ignores him. Atticus seems to be angry

that opportunity to inhale his divine scent. Atticus freezes

starts the vehicle and reverses. I can tell that he’s not happy about something. That dulls my

upsetting you.” I

for a second before returning his gaze to the road, “You did not upset me, Autumn. You never

“that makes me happy.” I tell him before

wheel, but he pretends not to have heard me, or maybe he

safely. I didn’t think he would take

fault,” I mumble; Griffin was

“it is. But it’s also mine. Another man touched you, put his hands on you while you were drunk, and there is no telling what else he would have tried if I didn’t get there in

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 strength from, but I’m not about to stop tonight. I’ve stopped

hell are you doing?” Atticus

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

and my waist with his other. He’s trying to steady me. I’m swaying