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“Dry off and stay here until I bring you some clothes,” I commanded. She pressed her lips together in irritation, and I gathered she hadn’t appreciated my tone. But I wasn’t messin’ around. “You come out there before I bring you clothes, and you’re gonna end up tied to that bed begging me for orgasms that won't come till I feel like you’ve earned them.” Then I spun around and stomped all the way to the front door.
“Let’s get this the fuck over with,” I snarled when I opened it.
“Hello to you, too, brother,” Patch grunted from the front porch. “Earning your road name again, I see.”
“Just get in here and make this fast,” I demanded, not in the mood for games.
Patch handed me a duffel bag, and I slung it over my shoulder before stepping back to allow him to enter. He bent over and grabbed a box before sauntering inside. “Clothes and shit in the bag. I’ll put the perishables away while you take clothes to your woman.”
I lifted my chin in thanks and marched back upstairs to the master suite where my girl waited. Except I met her at the top of the stairs wearing a thick, soft bathrobe that covered her from neck to toes. But I didn’t give a fuck that it covered more than T-shirt and jeans. It was a fucking bathrobe, not to mention the fact that she’d disobeyed me.
I wrapped my hands around her waist and hoisted her up, tossing her over my shoulder before retracing her steps. My foot shot out and kicked the door, causing it to slam shut. Then I put Alyssa on her feet and glared at her. “What the fuck did you think you were doing?”
“I found this robe, and it covers more than the majority of my clothes, so—”
“It’s a fucking bathrobe, Alyssa,” I snapped.
“Yeah, but—”
She broke off with a gasp when I yanked the tie around her waist, and it easily gave, unraveling and falling to the sides. The robe gaped open, revealing her pretty tits, her lickable navel, and her sweet, teenage pussy. “That’s all it takes, and you’d be showing what’s mine to someone else.” My tone was menacing, but Alyssa just shoved her hands onto her hips and scowled at me.
“What about you?” she spat.
I raised an eyebrow.
She gestured to my chest, and I glanced down, suddenly remembering I didn’t have a shirt on. Her index finger poked my sternum, and she growled, “For my eyes only, Garrison.”
I grinned at her display of jealousy. “It’s just one of my brothers, baby. But I like seeing you all territorial over me. It’s fucking sexy.”
Alyssa flushed but continued to glare at me. “I don’t care who it is. Would you want another woman looking at me like this?”
I sobered immediately and growled. “No onesees you like this but me.”
“Exactly,” she huffed.
I couldn’t help grinning and planted a kiss on her lips. “You’re right, baby.”
Alyssa looked stunned at my words, and I laughed.So damn cute.
I tossed the duffel onto the bed and unzipped it to go through the contents. I sent Bridget a mental thank-you when I only found my shirts packed. Smirking, I tossed one to Alyssa before pulling one over my head.
“I can’t wear this,” she said in an exasperated tone. When I looked at her, my lips stretched into a wide smile. My shirt was so big on her that the sleeves fell to her elbows, and the hem was just below her knees. She looked adorable, but at the same time, lust zipped through me at seeing her wearing my clothes. Branded as mine.
However, my response was simply to toss her a pair of stretchy black pants—I thought I’d heard one of the old ladies call them yoga pants.
She caught them and stared at them for a few beats before turning incredulous eyes back to me. “This doesn’t fix the fact that I’m wearing a freaking tent.”
“Sorry, baby,” I said, not sounding the least bit repentant. “All we’ve got.” Then I tossed her a package of underwear. “You don’t go commando around other people, clear?”
Huffing, Alyssa yanked open the package and put on a pair of pink panties. “It’s not like anyone would know,” she mumbled as she dressed in the pants.
I closed the distance between us in three strides and took her chin between my thumb and forefinger. “I’ll know,” I growled. “And don’t think you’ve distracted me from the fact that you earned some time in detention, little girl.”
She swallowed hard, and her green orbs darkened with desire. Barely holding on to my control, I released her chin and put my hand at the small of her back, guiding her downstairs to the kitchen where Patch was waiting.
“Alyssa, this is one of my brothers, Patch.” I introduced them as we entered. He was breaking down the empty box and tossed it in a corner before facing us with a smile.
“Patch?” Alyssa asked curiously.
