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"I can't do that, dove. Want to know why?"
"No."
"Ask me, Mya."
"Brady, please." Mya tries to thrust upward, but she can't get any leverage.
"Dove, I need you to talk to me first."
"I don't want to talk to you. If I do, I'm going to say something mean."
Her honesty is refreshing. Without even asking, I know why she has been ignoring me. The thing is, there's not a mean bone in Mya's body. She's the sweetest woman I've ever met. She cares so much about other people. She's selfless in everything she does.
The fact that she thinks he's going to say something mean tells me more than her words ever could.
She's angry. She cares about me. I hurt her.
"I'm sorry, dove. For whatever I did, I'm sorry. I need you to believe me."
Attempting to push me away from her, Mya struggles against the wall. Her movements are sloppy, and that's when I realize my girl is drunk.
"How much have you had to drink?"
"Not enough," she growls at me.
Note to self: Mya is feisty when she drinks.
"I won't ever sleep with you when you're like this. I won't take advantage of you. And it's not because I don't want you. I can feel the heat from your pussy through my jeans. My dick is ready to explode." I thrust against her to emphasize my point. "But I only want you when you know what you're asking for. And you have no idea what that is right now."
"Don't talk to me like I'm a child, Brady. I don't need a lecture—I need to get laid. I want to have an orgasm. You were fine with handing those out last weekend. Why not right now? It's not like we haven't done it before."
Her words are like venom. She's irate with me. And that's when it all clicks.
"I don't hand out orgasms to just anyone, dove."
"Stop calling me that!"
"Did you look it up?" If she did, she wouldn't be making the accusations I think she's making.
"No, and I don't need to. It doesn't matter. I bet you call all the girls you screw the same name, so you don't have to remember who your dick is in at the time."
Stepping back, I slowly help Mya to her feet. Once I'm sure she's not going to fall on her ass, I take another step away from her.
Her blue eyes are darker than normal and squinted up at me. Her lips pressed together as she glares.
"First," I start when she crosses her arms, accentuating her gorgeous tits. I can't help but sneak a glance because I've been having flashbacks all week of the clamps dangling from them. "I don't stick my dick in more than one person at a time. I haven't fucked anyone since you. And before you, it had been a long time. Second, I've never called anyone else dove. If you looked up the meaning of the nickname, you'd understand why. And third, if you think that little of me, why did you come up here with me?"
Mya continues to glare at me, arms crossed over her chest. She sways slightly on her feet, and I reach out to steady her when her legs give out. I'm able to catch her before she hits the ground but not before she passes out.
Gently scooping her into my arms, I lay her across the unmade bed. Staring down at her, I contemplate my options as I button my jeans and fasten my belt.
I can't leave her here. I have no idea whose room this is. She's drunk. The last thing I want is for the brother who finds her in his bed to get the wrong idea.
Mya is gorgeous, and if I found her in my bed, I'd feel like I just won the lottery.
I'm going to have to take her back to my place. Which means I'm going to have to borrow someone's car because there's no way I'm putting her on my bike like this. Julian won't be home for a while. She can sleep it off in my bed, and I'll bring her home later. Tonight.
Tomorrow morning.
After we talk.
Figure our shit out.
And have amazing make-up sex.
Because I'm going to count this as a fight even though I didn't realize we were fighting until moments before she passed out.
