Chapter 16: Tie Me Up

Tatum's POV

"You're my girl."

My heart stutters in my chest as I stare up at Nico, his words washing over me like a tidal wave. The pressure of his hand wrapped around my hair not only sends a shiver down my spine but also further dampens the area between my thighs.

Did I hear Nico correctly? Did he just call me his girl?

But did he mean it in the sense that because we have a physical relationship, I can't be with other guys? Not that I wanted to do anything with the guy with the mohawk anyway.

Nico was right when he asked if I was trying to make him jealous, so that stranger was the best chance I had at doing so. Us dancing together was just some harmless fun to make Nico react.

It was likely the alcohol pushing me to be so bold, but I was bummed that Nico didn't want to dance with me. So, the only way I thought I could get him out of his seat was to dance with another guy and hope that he was jealous enough to come to the dance floor.

But this… wa