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Creigh basically tosses his phone down and reaches us in a few steps. I watch with bewilderment as he grabs Remi’s hand that’s around my shoulder, twists it until his friend groans, then throws him against the nearest wall.
“What the fuck was that for, spawn?”
“No touching.”
“Someone’s jealous.” Eli leans against the counter and nudges Brandon beside him. “Did you ever think we would witness our Cray Cray’s transformation into a caveman?”
“I predicted it since he wasn’t happy at the prospect of me becoming her fake boyfriend.” Bran takes a sip of his coffee.
“The fuck?” Remi stares between us, having completely forgotten about how Creighton pushed him. “That long? How come I’m only finding out now?”
“Because you’re slow?” Eli pours himself a cup of coffee.
“Or just don’t get it?” Bran clinks his cup with Eli’s.
“Too caught up in your dick to see straight.”
“Short attention span, too.”
Remi goes full dramatic mode and starts calling them names. Brandon and especially Eli keep escalating.
In the middle of their arguments, Creigh removes his apron, tugs on my hand and pulls me out of the kitchen, then drags me up the stairs.
As soon as we’re in his bedroom, he shuts the door.
I’m slammed by his darkened eyes, closed-off features, and blank expression. All three directed at me.
His low voice strikes my skin worse than his crops. “What were you doing down there dressed like this?”
“Like what?”
“Like you’re naked beneath it.”
“I couldn’t find my clothes. Besides, this thing is super oversized.”
He grunts. “I like you in my clothes, but you’re never walking around like that in front of them again.”
“Don’t be a dictator. Besides, I had a reason why I wanted to find you.”
“Which is?”
“Tiger! How could you not tell me you adopted him? You know how much I love that cat.”
“He was supposed to be your second birthday present.”
I grin. “You can be so sweet when you’re not an asshole.”
He narrows his eyes and I blurt, “I meant, thank you.”
“Kneel in front of the bed, chest on the mattress and legs wide apart.”
That familiar tingle erupts all over my body and ends at my core. I bite the corner of my lip. “Can I get a little break? I’m happy to go again, but I’m sore all over.”
“I won’t fuck you. Don’t be a brat and do as you’re told.”
Every time he tells me not to be a brat, that’s exactly what I want to be. But to prevent any unwanted punishments, I kneel in front of the bed and do as he said.
“Lift the sweatshirt up. Let me see my pussy.”
