don’t like you serving those men.”
“Get used to it . It’s my job.”
She pushed past him only to have her arm caught in his. Brandon’s naked fingers touched her flesh sparking a flame inside her. Staring at his covered chest she wondered if there was ever going to be a time when she didn’t feel vulnerable around him.
Chapter Nine
Brandon understood why she needed to get away after watching Matthew with his mate. The chemistry sizzling between the couple was hard to witness, especially as their relationship wasn’t getting any better. He didn’t feel closer to her. In fact, he felt farther away from her than ever before.
She glanced down at where he held her arm. “Please, let go of my arm.”
“We’ll have what Matthew has,” he said.
He needed to see the sadness on her face replaced with happiness. Brandon was compelled to make her happy.
Why, fates, why?
Ignoring his own turmoil, he cupped her cheek, stroking her soft tender flesh.
“We know nothing about each other.”
Cupping her face between both of his palms, Brandon stared down into her face. Her gaze still refused to meet his. Touching her bottom lip he was struck by the fact he’d not even kissed her.
“You know, I’ve not even kissed you yet,” he said, voicing his thoughts.
“No, you’ve bitten me, slept in my bed, but you haven’t kissed me yet.” Her gaze went to his lips.
Licking his lips, Brandon wanted to taste her. He needed to know if she tasted as sweet as she smelled.
“So beautiful,” he said.
Her lips lifted up. Brandon was less than an inch away from her face. Those lips would be his.
“ Elle, you’re wanted inside,” Layla said, interrupting the moment. She pulled away from him. He looked over his shoulder to see her friend’s backside retreating. Elle rubbed her arms putting enough distance between them.
“I better go in,” she said.
“Tonight,” he said as she passed by him.
She turned and frowned. “Tonight?”
“Yes, tonight I’ll be collecting you from your parents’ house. You’ll be spending the night with me. I’ve already organised it with your father.”
“Why tonight?” she asked. Her arms were folded underneath her breasts as she assessed him.
“Over the next couple of weeks there will be visitors. The kind I don’t want you around. I’ll be spending as much time with you as possible leading up to their visit. When they’re here, I won’t be near you. You’ll be free of me.”
She nodded. “Okay.”
“No argument?”
“Nothing is going to happen. I’ve got no reason to argue , and my folks deserve the house to themselves. It’s a win-win for me.”
Elle turned away from him. He followed her inside the diner to see it full with the locals. The only strangers were the men still seated in the back. He saw that the man lusting after his woman spotted her. The human’s gaze followed her wherever she moved.
“You’re growling,” Drake said. A napkin was pressed into his hand. “Maybe you should go and wipe up the human’s drool?”
Brandon threw the napkin back at him but kept an eye on Elle at all times. “Don’t make a scene, Alpha. The humans are eating, and soon they’ll be out of Grace Hill and out of our lives forever,” Darcy said, trying to reason with him.
Elle bent over to fill someone’s coffee. The human was getting out of hand. Brandon didn’t know how the humans interacted with other humans, but he was fucking pissed off with the guy’s disrespectful attitude.
Drake and Lewis stopped him from leaving the table.
“What can I get you?” Elle asked, choosing that moment to serve them.
He grabbed her wrist, inhaling her scent. The desire to take her out of the diner and have his way with her was strong. Brandon wanted nothing more than to fuck her all day and all night long. He’d fuck her cunt, ass, and mouth and then climax over her body, filling every part of her body with his scent.
She won’t handle it.
Step back.
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