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“The point is, a lot of what I see you wear… it’s inappropriate. I don’t like it. I don’t like boys drooling and leching over you. Mitchell isn’t here to tell you that—so I am.”
“What? That’s… that’s my fault? I can’t control what boys—”
“I said what I needed to say. I’m not going to argue with you, Kelsey.”
She was irritated with him, but… a tiny part of her appreciated that he was so protective of her, too.
And that subtle note in his voice of almost… possessiveness? That was… well, that was very interesting indeed.
Along with being more than a little arousing.
Kelsey! Stop it!
She couldn’t help but needle him just a little bit more. “Do I have to enter a convent, too?”
“Don’t give me ideas, Kels.”
She stuck her tongue out at him, but he gave her a sideways grin. It was a small relief that he wasn’t truly angry with her though.
You hope, anyway.
“If you agree to those conditions, then I’m in. But if not—you’re finding some other old dude for this one.”
“I understand, and… fuck, I agree.”
“Kels…”
“I know… sorry.”
Inside, she was always giggling though, both at ‘being bad’ but also with a little giddiness at the way he always gently admonished her, as if she were a disobedient girl.
What else would a stern man like Max do to her if she persisted with her disobedience? What measures might he resort to when it came to putting her in her place?
Embarrassing, degrading, painful measures.
You’re going to have a wet spot on your jeans if you keep this up.
“Driveway’s here, Kels.” He hooked a thumb to their left. “You can drop me off right here.”
His house was actually at the end of a long drive, set up on a slight rise several hundred feet off the roadway. She’d always loved his property, how quiet it was, how private.
How nobody would know what was going on there. No matter how loud.
Jesus, you need to go home and take care of yourself.
He closed the door, leaning over to peer inside one last time, his dark gaze glinting. “Let me know where I need to be when it comes time for auction day. Be good.”
Chapter 5
“So, I told her I’d do it. Against my better judgment. I have this feeling I have no idea what I’ve just got myself into.”
Max wasn’t sure what he expected his best friend’s reaction to be to the idea of him being in the sorority’s bachelor auction, but he was surprised that he didn’t hear even a vague note of unease. Quite the opposite.
Mitchell’s laughter was loud and deep. “You fucked up, my man! But God bless you—and good luck. Because you’re gonna need it.”
“Don’t remind me.”
Max had his phone on speaker, the air scented with the mouthwatering savoriness of the bacon cooking in the oven. He cracked an egg against the rim of the skillet, the sound of sizzling loud enough that even Mitchell, all the way over on the other side of the Atlantic, could hear it.
