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BRANDON
I SIT ON THE end of my bed and watch as Cassie exits my bathroom, a towel wrapped around her hair and twisted up like girls do, and her body covered in another towel. "My suitcase must still be in Jett's car."
I was supposed to be resting while she showered, but I feel too shitty to actually fall asleep. I stand, closing the gap between us and pulling her into me, undoing the tie she had the towel in so I can get my hands on her skin again. "He brought it up for you." I tilt my head to where it sits. "You don't need it. I prefer you like this." My hands slide to her bare ass.
"I'm sure you do, but there are three other dudes that share this place with you, so unless you're happy to have them see me like this, I need to put some clothes on," she sasses, and I'm glad to see the feisty attitude is back. A first-class fucking and a shower have done her a world of good.
"I could just keep you in here, my little prisoner." I reach down, sucking her pink nipple into my mouth.
"You would like that, wouldn't you? Some girl lying about just waiting to satisfy your desires."
I release her nipple with a pop. “I would. But just some girl wouldn’t do. It could only be you.”
“Too bad for you then, cause I have a life outside of you that I would like to go on living.” She squirms out of my grip, making her way over to her suitcase. I watch as she bends over, shaking her hair out of the wrap she had it in and attempting to towel-dry it. Damp strands fall around her shoulders and down her back. She has no problem walking around naked, so comfortable in her own body. She unzips her suitcase and pulls out a pair of black yoga pants and a cropped T-shirt. She slips on the shirt without a bra, followed by a tiny pink thong and the pants.
"I don't think I want you wearing that around the other guys."
She whips back to look at me. "Um, what? My comfy around-the-house clothes are not to your liking?"
"No, I can see your nipples through that shirt," I protest. I can't really, it’s too dark in this room, but I know she has no bra on.
"Too bad, Quarterback, this is what I wear when I'm lazing about the house. If you don't like it, I'll have to go stay elsewhere." She must be feeling better because her sass is back in full force.
"We both know that isn't a possibility right now."
"So, get used to seeing me like this then." Her face breaks into her cheeky smile. She's taunting me to get a rise, and it's working.
I catch her with my arm as she saunters past with her wet towel and tackle her onto my bed, pinning her beneath me and climbing on top of her.
"You're a brat."
"You knew that before today." There’s a little twinkle back in her eyes again. I was worried I really had broken her, but she's still there, the fiery redhead I love.
I kiss her again, not able to get enough of her, and then pull her up to sitting beside me. "Come on. The boys have ordered in pizza, it should be here soon."
"Okay," she says softly with no enthusiasm.
"What is it?"
She twists her hands in front of her. "Leo scares the shit out of me, Brandon. Why do the others just do what he says?"
"Don't be scared of Leo, he's just a product of this town and its entitled assholes. Deep down he is a good man who would risk his life for any one of us in this house, including you."
I can see her overthinking it like she does. "What does that mean? Palm Springs was a wonderful place to grow up."
"For you, maybe, the daughter of a wealthy movie producer. We might have grown up in the same town, Cassie, but the experiences we had were miles apart. Leo is the man he is because he's fought to get to where he is, just like me."
Her face turns serious. "What happened to the four of you?"
"Too many things to talk about now, when we’re both tired and hungry."
"But you will tell me."
I nod, taking her hand and pulling her to standing. "Come on, let's eat."
CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
BRANDON
