Page 38 of My Grumpy Alpha

When was the last time I laughed?

Unless with Gabe? It’s always fake.

Always.

“You know the ox is…” She pinches the bridge of her nose, then realizes she’s not covering her nipples with her arms and crosses them again.

“Never mind, I’ll see you at work tomorrow, sir, um, Mr. Eli. Person. Glad I could help out.” I start following her out, grabbing a towel from the bed on my way and pulling it across my hips.

“Oh!” She turns abruptly and runs into my wet body. Her chest presses against my wet one.

“I um…” Stop licking your damn lips, woman!

“Left the documents on the table.” She turns away from me again, then stops and turns, smacking her head against mine while I tried to grab my fallen towel.

“Shit, sorry, concussion. And I did, take two sips of your wine, I thought you were being wasteful and that’s a giant no in my book.”

Why does she have to be so adorable?

Why do I want to both fuck her and hold her?

I want to wrap my body around her, then please her.

Multiple positions. Multiple moments.

See, math really is valuable in school.

We make it as far as the door when she reaches for it.

It’s the hesitation for me.

“Or,” I whisper, “you did just have a concussion… maybe you should stay. I can wake you up every two hours.”

Her moan fills the room.

My growl fills my soul.

And the moon chooses that exact time to shine behind me through the windows. I swallow against the fangs begging to make her ours, against a tongue that wants to taste her again.

She takes a step backward, then another.

“Maybe, that’s good, it scared me, I can take the couch.”

She turns like she’s in a trance and stumbles toward the couch while my heart whispers.

“Or maybe I’ll just take you.”

No, not take.

Keep.

Chapter 14

Naked Under Moon

AVA

What the ever-loving hell am I doing?