Page 152 of My Anti-Hero


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Travis said his goodbyes even before we got to the family room, saying he needed to get to the airport. He was needed back in Texas so as Brett and I moved to the elevator, it’d been him and me.

We were alone, until those two guests joined.

The doors opened now on their floor, and when Brett didn’t move, neither did they. He hit the hold button on the door and stood in front of me. I reached forward, my fingers slipping underneath his shirt, feeling his skin. His heat.

His voice dipped low, the beginning of a warning from him, “Gentlemen, I believe this is your floor, not mine.”

They would’ve ridden all the way to our floor and accompanied us to our room, but Brett wasn’t going to let that happen. The words were fine, but the tone was an assertive command. Get off on your floor.

Both snapped to attention, reacting to him instinctively before they could catch themselves. They hurried off the elevator, but as the door was sliding shut, one yelled, “Do us a favor? Switch to the Orcas when you’re out of contract.”

The other guy thought that was hilarious.

But then the doors were shut, and Brett slowly turned to me.

Oh, boy.

He dropped all pretenses of normalcy, and he was letting everything out now.

If there was a beast in him, it was out. It wanted to play. It wanted to do dark, dark things to me.

Big, burning, intense eyes. Ones that were back to smoldering and making my body feel all the sinful promises he had for me.

“Brett,” I squeaked, my body already vibrating with excitement.

I took a step back as the elevator began moving again.

He moved in, looming over me. His heat enveloped me.

His presence filled up the entire elevator. The tension from him kept rippling out, multiplying, building on top of itself until I could see translucent tendrils curling in the air, making the tension spike. The feel of that elevator shrank until I was almost gasping, desperate for air.

He moved close, a hand to my stomach, and backed me against the wall.

Pine drifted over me, surrounding me, and my nostrils flared as I wanted more of that smell, more of him.

“Are you okay?” the words came out soft from me.

My entire body was writhing on the inside because I knew what he was going to do to me, and a part of me wanted that, but a part of me was scared at the same time. Brett was so much. So powerful. He filled the room as soon as he entered it, even if he didn’t say anything. Everyone knew on a primal layer inside themselves that he was dangerous. That he could and would do whatever he wanted to. I’d gotten used to that pull from him in a way, but this was on a whole other level. There was an edge to him, a restlessness that he’d kept trapped inside himself, that beast, and he was letting that wild part of himself out. It was the first day that side of him was tasting freedom, and all that intensity was focused fully and solely on me.

His eyes slanted, glittering with intent. “Okay? You want to know if I’m okay?”

A new awareness trickled in, sliding down to pool at my feet.

Something was wrong.

“What’s wrong?” I tried to shove aside the nerves, the flutters, the lust that was swirling in me.

“Wrong?” His own nostrils flared and he took a deep breath just as the elevator stopped. “I’m going to show you what’s wrong.”

The doors slid open, and Brett bent down in front of me.

In the next instant, I was over his shoulder.

Then the world turned upside down, and I gasped. “Brett!”

He ignored me, stalking down the hall to our room.

He used the key, and we were inside.

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