She looked down, realizing that her hand was touching my bare shoulder.
“You tear my T-shirt, knock me over, and sit on me… and you’re the upset one?” I murmured. God, I wanted to thrust up against her thigh. It was all I could think about.
“Yeah, well, that’s what you get for that drink,” she muttered.
“Hmm, is that right?”
She stared down at the place where her hand rested on my skin. She seemed spellbound by the sight.
“My eyes are up here,” I murmured and raised an eyebrow at her.
My words broke the spell that had fallen over us, and she stood, elbowing me as hard as she could in the middle on the way up.
“Very funny.”
“Don’t be embarrassed. It’s tough going being terminally single and living with someone like me, I imagine,” I teased her, more to distract from my rapidly rising cock than anything else.
I turned toward the door and discreetly adjusted myself as she scoffed, looking out over the front gardens of the house.
“Whatever. I’m going on a date soon, I’ll have you know. So, maybe I won’t be terminally single forever.”
Those words were a bucket of ice water over my head. I walked into the house, and Selena followed.
“A date?” I repeated. “A date with who?”
“None of your business,” she said and then let out a yelp when I whirled to face her.
The wall came up behind her back as she attempted to step around me, and I walked her backward, trapping her so she couldn’t run away.
“I said, a date with who?”
She rolled her eyes. “Don’t tell me you’re going to play overprotective big brother? We’re the same age, and you’re not really my brother.”
“I’m aware, believe me. I’m well aware,” I murmured. “Who’s the guy?”
“A Hellion. Someone on the team. I forget his name.” She sighed, folding her arms over her chest and brushing my bare skin.
I raised an eyebrow. “Sounds like a catch.”
She tilted her head to the side. “What’s your problem, Brody? You want to control every single thing about my life? You even took my vibrator… remember? So, I don’t have a lot of options but to go out and meet someone.”
She had the audacity to smile at me after uttering those words.
“My problem is that you didn’t ask for permission, Selena. You still don’t understand what your new life is.”
“Does ordering other people around get you hard?” she interrupted, her eyes flashing with annoyance.
You? Fuck yes.
Instead of saying that, I shrugged. “Does defying me at every turn make you wet?”
She stared at me. If she moved her hips forward even just a little, she’d understand that yes, clashing with her did make me hard. But what about her?
“You’re not denying it,” I pointed out, want clutching me by the throat. “Should I check and see?”What the fuck?Where had those words come from?
Selena’s eyes widened. A pulse beat madly in her throat. From the run? Or from this moment between us? It felt like one wrong move would ignite the air.
She shook her head slowly and tutted. “Right, like you would. You’re too much of Daddy’s good little robot to even consider it. I’m your new sister, remember?” She rested her head back against the wall and gave me a smirk.
