The Pack: Rule Number 1 - No Mates
Chapter 5
Chapter Five
DRAVEN
I scramble toward the other side of the hall so that it will look as if I am coming back from the restroom. Walking back toward the bar I am met with Bart’s sad, heavy eyes.
In an attempt to pretend I have no idea what is going on, I smile as brightly as my disappointed heart will allow. “What’s wrong boss?”
“Um, Draven – I have to-” he cuts off as someone approaches from behind me.
Gee lemme guess who it is. Eyeroll.
I could be deaf and blind, and I would still know who stood behind me. His heat is pressing against my back again and the hairs on my neck are standing at attention.
If I lean back, just a bit… my ass will push right against his…
No Draven no!
“Bartlett has to renovate the upstairs apartment – so you’ll have to stay somewhere else until it’s complete,” Domonic’s low voice interrupts.
What’s this now?
“Somewhere else?” My questioning eyes meet Bart’s and he shrugs. “Where else?”
Knowing what I do – which is that Domonic is lying – sparks an anger in me and I spin on him with a glare.
He is smirking, that sweet dimple winking enough to make my panties damp. “I can set you up in a place, a small condo at the top of the hill.”
“No thanks. I can’t afford it,” I say evenly, pushing my back against the counter to create distance between us. He is much too close. The mouthwatering smell of him is making me dizzy.
“You can afford it.” His jaw tightens and he glares down at me. “You won’t have to pay rent, because I own it.”
My eyes narrow and I tilt my head at him reproachfully.
I can’t let him know that I was listening to their conversation.
“I don’t want anything from you,” I growl.
He hisses, a muscle in his jaw ticking. Placing his hands on the bar on both sides of me, he cages me in yet again. Pushing in closer, so that we are a mere ifew inches away from each other, he replies, “Then you’ll stay with me. At my house.”
I hear Bart drop a glass behind the bar and curse.
I scoff, “With you? At your house?” Well if that didn’t spark a fit of giggles.”I’d rather sleep on the bar or at the train station,” I retort. “No thanks.”
head forward and I freeze. His nose shifts into the long back tendrils of my hair, and his lips barely graze my cheek on their way to my ear. I have to force myself to stand my ground although my instincts have me reeling backward. His breath warms my neck, and I could swear I hear the beginnings of a groan. He whispers, “Then, either you take the condo,
heart begins to hammer in my chest with his closeness. The delicious pine scent of his aftershave filtering through my senses and causing me to tremble within. I can feel his arms closing in on each side of my frame. As if he is inching them closed around me,
catch in my throat as I feel the soft
What the fuck is
gently, “Please. Just until we can reinforce the
my eyes drectly, nodding at me while I stand there
he smirks,
that shit on purpose.
He must have seen me hiding back there. That’s why
the chest sharply. “But I
up and back toward where Bart stands on the other side of the counter. “That’s not necessary, because like I said, I
laugh – this asshole really is something else. “It is necessary because I will
thick velvety voice sounds from Domonic’s side and I know
I first thought. Her face is coated in an inch of make-up and her eyes are too close together, strangling the bridge of her pointy little nose. She does have nice tits though. The bitch. But one glance down tells me that is
blue eyes find mine and she snarls, “I asked you
She’s taller than me.
can
smile, nice and bright, then turn my attention back to Domonic. “Can you walk
“Skank?!” She fumes.
howls behind me, his laughter adding another
is none of your business. Go and get in the car.
Margo huh? Bleh. Boring,,,
sure to send me
Cunt.
“As I was saying, you
finger under my chin as if I were deep in thought. “Well, then no deal. Because I like this job and you aren’t going to keep
keep the job, but just so you know, the condo is four miles up the hill. So, if
I do. “It’s great for my ass,” I supply. “Sounds like
they trace over my hips. “You aren’t going to be walking four miles every night
her
smirk, “There. You see? Bart
turns to leave.
give me the key now? I’d hate to infringe
me, chuckling as
like this guy! He could
“Don’t worry,
“Says you.”
it is thirty minutes past two in the morning. We get into his truck and head into the thick fog of the surrounding streets. There aren’t many cars left on the road and the limited streetlighting only adds to the
do you live
live a
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