Page 143 of Knot Their Starlet

“Oh? And what did you think I was thinking about?”

“About how you were right. But you’re only right because you probably work out like crazy, on top of being an alpha. If I weighed more, you wouldn’t be as smug.”

He leans in, his lips brushing the shell of my ear.

“For someone so consumed by right and wrong all the time... You’re wrong. That wasn’t what I was thinking about.”

His words and hot breath send a shiver running down my spine.

I jerk my head back, trying to meet his gaze again. It’s so hard to tell when he’s serious if I can’t see his face.

“Technically, you were wrong on both counts.”

“Both counts?”

“It wouldn’t matter if you weighed more,” he shrugs, casually.

“What, because it’s no big deal for someone as big and strong as you?” My words are practically dripping with sarcasm.

“Exactly.” His grin is wide and toothy. He has no right being as attractive as he is when he smiles, not when he’s a scowly, growly asshole most of the time.

“You can put me down now,” I huff, rolling my eyes. “You’ve made your point.”

He wordlessly sets my ass down on the corner of the counter, immediately stepping forward so my legs bracket his wide hips.

It leaves me open and vulnerable, considering the only thing I’m wearing underneath his t-shirt are my panties.

Panties that are quickly growing uncomfortable from the slick that’s starting to build.

“I’m only going to say this once, Princess,” he growls, his hands falling to my hips.

“Say what?”

“I want in.”

“In?”

“You’ve got Beck and Leo wrapped around your pretty, manicured pinky finger. I want in.”

I rest my hands against his chest, and I’m sure he flexes his muscles just to show off.

“You’re not... worried about how this will affect you and Beck?”

He leans down, and his delicious blood orange fills my senses.

“Maybe there’s a way we can have our cake and eat it too,” he breathes out, so close that our lips are almost touching.

“Okay,” I breathe out.

And then, his lips crash down onto mine.

CHAPTER 30

Beck

“Oh shit, that’s hot,” I whisper to Leo.

The two of us hover outside the elevator doors, watching Eli and Andi make out like teenagers. I mean, I’m not stupid. I knew when we left the two of them alone that they’d probably get up to something.