In the Alpha’s Arms

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Definitely Worth It

“Worth what?” Lita barely got the words out before Cole had pulled Ace into a punch. Then the two were brawling on the ground at her feet. Was she supposed to break it up? She didn’t even know which one she was supposed to root for. Neither? Both? No, if she was being honest with herself, despite the great time she’d had with Ace, her heart only tensed at the thought of Cole hurt. Whatever their complicated relationship, she was tied to him, completely. She rubbed her forehead. When had things gotten so real for her? Maybe it was the stupid ass plan Ace had that finally roped her in. She Wanted Cole to care. And here he was caring the hell out of Ace’s perfect ce. She cringed as he landed another punch.

She thought back to Ace’s words from the restaurant, he’d pull his punch for me Lita looked down again, really assessing the men fighting on the ground. They were both trained fighters. Good enough to have drawn more blod from each other than they did. Both barely had more than a busted lip and a few scrapes.

Ace had been right. This wasn’t a fight. It was a conversation. Cole was telling his friend he’d gone too far. Lita snorted. Ace knew full well he was going to get decked for kissing her and he did it anyway. Because it was worth it to him and somehow that was the nicest compliment anyone had ever paid her.

“Cole, come on, get off, he gets it, Lita palled at his arms. She could see Ace smiling from under the hulk of a man on top of him. Stubborn at first, he eventually relented and pulled her behind him as he stalked off, back through the club, jostling through some people who had just arrived, he pulled Lita into the open elevator.

Neither of them spoke for the entire ride down to the correct floor. Lita shifted uncomfortably, glancing over at Cole who kept wiping the blood under his nose, licking his slightly busted lip. She didn’t really know what to say. Are said she wouldn’t need to say anything but that’s not how she felt. She felt like she needed to explain. Only she couldn’t find the words. She slumped against the wall in defeat.

The elevator doors dragged open with a cheery beep when they reached the right floor and Lita waited to see what Cole would do. He reached for her, pulling her behind him once again like a silent horror movie where the heroine knows she’s a goner. She was almost joyful when they reached her room but they kept walking, passing Alex and Andres room as well until they stopped at his suite door. He slid the key card against the door, only releasing her arm long enough to push it open before dragging her inside.

tossing his key card onto

clean

what else to do but oblige. The

up

as it hit his open lip. He leaned cluser to the mirror as he cleaned and sealed that cut as well. Then he turned his body back to her, arms tense as he

over his arms. The dark wash jeans cinched perfectly around the massive member she’d felt against her outside his room. Had it already been a month since that happened? The way her pulse

can’t help himself, he’s childish like that

didn’t know why she went straight to anger. After all, she’d just been thinking of the best

I missed something. DIDN’T YOU PARADE YOUR WHOLE FUCKING GIRLFRIEND AT DINNER LIKE AN

those lips made his blood hot. He couldn’t think straight. Couldn’t see straight. All he could think about was how those

LEAST I’M NOT ACTUALLY FUCKING ACE, Lita screamed, surprising even herself. Cole tightened his grip on the sink edge until his knuckles turned red. Her teng was driving his blood pressure higher. Emboldened by her own anger, she wasn’t scared little Lita and it was making the room feel smaller and

complicated. You just He stopped himself from saying anything more and somehow pushed Lita over the edge. Fucking hot and cold all the time. Desperately wanted to

know what, Cole? Yes. I fucking enjoyed myself. I had a grand old time!

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