Page 20 of Big Bad Mate


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His coarse language makes the blush flush all the way up into my cheeks. “Hush, Max will hear…”

“That I’d fuck you, if you give me the chance? Good. Let him,” Thorne growls.

“Thorne…”

“I don’t want to talk about how to fix broken animals, Iris,” he says in a voice so low I almost can’t hear it. “I asked you on this date because I think you’re sexy as hell, and for some reason, I can’t stay away from you.”

I can’t help it. My eyes dart out to look at him, and I bite my bottom lip.

His irises have expanded. The way Thorne is looking at me, I feel…

Pinned.

Not in a bad way.

But like I’m the center of his focus.

I shiver. Then, I realize what he said.

“You asked me on a date?”

His lips curl in a smile that makes my stomach heat.

“I sure did, Iris.”

“Oh,” I say.

Max sets down our food and walks away. Thorne leans back, studying me. “Considering I didn’t do a good job explaining, I guess this isn’t going well.”

“Define going well,” I say, sinking a fork into the puff pastry. I hold it up to my mouth, noticing how Thorne’s eyes follow the food.

When I part my lips to bite into it, I swear I hear him groan.

“If it goes really well, I’d like to go back to your place,” he states.

The confidence. The arrogance. The dominance. I open my mouth to protest, but instead of the denial that I am considering, something else happens instead.

“Okay,” I whisper.

Thorne’s eyes flash.

The meal goes kind of quietly from there. Thorne and I talk, but it feels small and insignificant compared to what we’ve already said.

He follows me home.

When I get out of the car, Thorne is already there, frowning at it. “How old is this thing?”

“Well, I was born in the same year as this car so… twenty-five?”

His eyes narrow. “You need a new car.”

“No. This one works.”

“This is a lawsuit waiting to happen.”

“Thorne,” I say, tucking my arms to look at him. “I have a huge loan for the clinic. I don’t need a new car.”

His nostrils flare.

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