Chapter 7. Fuck, She's Feisty

"I highly suggest you step away from her." I stated, leaning against the wooden pillar my mother had installed to hang the ridiculous flower display from.

"I highly suggest you fuck off!" The male who was currently unzipping his flies while pinning my girl to an alcove retorted sarcastically, making me scoff. My focus, however, was on how Charlotte had tensed, evidently recognising my voice.

"Take your dick out, and I promise you, it will no longer be attached but be on the floor at your feet." I warned seriously.

"Mate, can't you see you are interrupting a private moment." The male rasped in frustration.

"I couldn't care less!" I smirked. "Hello, Lottie, wanna tell your male friend here to step back for me, angel? I really don't want to get blood on my suit; we both know Lilly will throw a fit." I expressed, winking at my girl as she turned to look at me, her face pulled into a mixture of hatred and arousal.

"Knox, bad timing!" S