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“You can’t do that. Either of those things.”
“Why not?” he asks, cocking a brow.
“Because I don’t need you to take me to work, and you can’t meet with your brother because he’s got court in the morning, then meetings scheduled for the remainder of the day.” I know Everett’s schedule like the back of my hand.
“Then I’ll be picking you up after work so that I can take you to dinner,” he announces. “But I’m still staying the night, Bristol, so stop arguing and get ready for bed.”
Staring into his intense eyes, I know he’s not going to budge on this, so I let out a huff and roll my eyes, giving in for the time being.
CHAPTER 7
BRISTOL
Can a man be more annoying than Beast has been for the past week? He’s driving me insane. I mean, I can drive myself, but he’s refusing to let me drive my car. He claims it’s a death trap in the making. All week he’s driven me to work, escorted me to my office, came by at lunchtime, and picked me up in the afternoon. My boss found this hilarious when he came in from court yesterday to find out what his brother had been doing.
I want to kick them both, but I can’t. I’d probably end up hurting myself in the process.
Every day he’s taken me home, the two of us ate dinner together, talked, and he’d make me laugh. We’d end up on the couch, me snuggled into him while he laid on his back, me between him and the cushions. Most of the time, we ended up making out. He didn’t push further than that, like the first time when we’d been interrupted by my mother and sister showing up. Afterward, he’d take me to the bedroom, where we’d sleep.
The one good thing about Beast sleeping next to me is that I haven’t had a nightmare. This I thought, was a good thing.
With all of that, I still feel completely confused by him. What’s with the sudden change? I don’t get it. When we first met, that friend line was drawn between us, and he made it known. He knew that I wanted him, but because of the rules the club has, he never went there. This, I got, doesn’t mean he didn’t baffle me with his flirting and then giving me the cold shoulder as well.
Now, he’s all about touching and being with me, yet there’s a part of him holding back. I can sense it. It’s in his eyes. The demons there still have hold of him, and I find myself wondering about what darkness lies within his mind.
Tonight’s a party at the clubhouse, and Beast informed me that we would both be going to it, but I hate to break it to him, I won’t be able to attend. My dad called and invited me to dinner with him and Ben. Said the three of us needed to talk about a few things and said my mother would not be in attendance. I found this confounding, considering the dinner party is tomorrow.
“Bristol, do you have that file for this afternoon’s meeting ready?” Everett asks, drawing my attention from the screen to see him standing in the open doorway, leaning against the frame.
“Yes, it’s right here,” I answer, grabbing the folder he’s speaking of and handing it to him. “Also, I’ll be leaving early today if that’s okay.”
“My big brother picking you up like he’s done every day this week?” He smirks and steps forward to take the file.
“No, he doesn’t know I’ll be leaving early, and I’d like to keep it that way. I’m being picked up by a car my dad’s sending for me,” I retort, refocusing on the computer screen and the schedule I was working on for next week. I’m trying to stay ahead of schedule and make sure I’m ready for the next week.
“Sounds like that should be interesting.”
I’m not so sure of that. I want to know what my dad needs to talk to me about, but at the same time, it scares me. It could be about anything.
“Well, this should be interesting then.” Chuckling, he heads back to his office. “Have a good time, and I’ll deal with my brother. Maybe he’ll actually stick around to talk to me.” Closing the door behind him.
I stare at the closed door, wondering what he meant by that. Granted, Beast refused to even speak to my boss. He just hurried me out of there.
An hour passes by, and I close down my computer, grab my things, and make my way down to the front. I’m surprised to find my brother leaning against the back of a black Town Car.
“What are you doing here?” I ask once I’m close enough not to have to shout.
“Dad sent the car for me first at the office, we’re evidently riding together. Do you know what this is about?” Ben asks, his brow arches up and over his sunglasses.
“No, just that he wanted dinner with the two of us, and he would send a car for me this afternoon. You haven’t spoken to him?”
“Not really, it’s been busy at the office, and he hasn’t been in this week.” Ben steps away from the car and opens the door for me to climb in. He follows suit and closes the door. The moment the doors close, the car pulls away from the curb. “So, tell me how you’ve been doing. How’s living in a house you bought and paid for without using the trust fund?”
“I love my house, Ben, and I worked hard to get it. You knew I wouldn’t use the money in that account. I also didn’t want to deal with Mom being her typical self, which she came to my house and did Monday night.” Rolling my eyes, I cross my arms and settle into the seat cushions as the driver makes his way from my place of work to wherever he’s taking Ben and me.
“Oh, trust me, I heard about her coming over and you having a criminal in your house,” Ben snorts. “There’s something to be said about the way Mom acted and spoke. She was out of her mind, furious.”
“Good for her,” I mutter on a sigh.
