Series: Werewolves of Wall Street Series by Renee Rose
Total pages in book: 62
Estimated words: 59360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 59360 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 297(@200wpm)___ 237(@250wpm)___ 198(@300wpm)
I know Brick as my Big Bad Boss. I know him as a lover. I have no idea what it means to be his girlfriend. Or his mate.
He leads me out of the penthouse, murmuring “dismissed” to his bodyguards at the door.
“Yes, Alpha,” they say in unison.
We take the elevator down, and it opens to his private garage. He tries to lead me out, but I stall in the elevator. “We’re not driving one of your Lamborghinis to my ‘hood,” I tell him.
“Which car do you want to drive?”
“We’re taking the subway.”
Brick’s face goes bosslike again with disapproval. “No way. I’m trying to keep you safe.”
“I have the alpha of the most powerful pack in New York with me. Plus we’ll be surrounded by humans. It’s not like anyone can go wolfy on us in a crowded subway.”
Brick purses his lips, but he stabs the down arrow on the elevator, so I know I’ve won.
Score another one for the assistant.
Or human.
We walk to the subway station, and Brick pays our fares.
“Isn’t this fun?” I ask when we’re on the crowded train. There’s no room to sit, so I grab an overhead bar and Brick stands protectively behind me, blocking my body from the shuffle of passengers.
The train takes off, and Brick’s lids lower as if it turns him on to see me on a subway. I am now beginning to believe that everything I do turns him on.
It’s quite a power I have over him.
If only I’d understood what was actually going on back when I worked for him. I don’t know what I would’ve done differently, though. We still had major barricades to being together, I just didn’t understand what his were.
Mine are still the same. I misunderstood the energy, but my feeling of being inadequate was right. My sense that I didn’t come from the right strata or circles to fit in with Brick and his society was right. Brick literally has to hide me from his pack now.
But it’s still all worth it. For moments like this. Having Brick Blackthroat, my billionaire boss–my boyfriend, my lover, my mate…whatever that means–standing on a subway car with me, looking at me with the moon in his eyes. Having him willing to come to my neighborhood.
Of course, the last time he came home with me, I freaked out and broke things off with him instead of letting in the wonder of it.
Believing that a man like him could love a woman like me.
But maybe it’s not love at all. Maybe it’s just this wolf-mating biology thing.
“What’s going on in that brilliant brain of yours?” Brick taps the top of my head.
“I’m wondering if it’s all just physical for you. Like a biology thing.”
A man nearby looks over at me with interest. Brick’s nostrils flare with annoyance, and he sends the guy a death glare until he looks away.
“It’s not.” It’s a very Brick-like answer. Concise. To the point.
I look up, needing more. “Don’t say I’m the best assistant you’ve ever had.”
He frowns. “Well, you are. I don’t love you because you’re the best assistant, but it’s the qualities that make you the best assistant that made me fall in love with you.”
I stare at him in shock. “You love me?”
He attempts to brush his knuckles down my cheek, but the train lurches, and he falls against me instead. He catches me up with an arm behind my back to steady me. “I love your brilliant mind. The way you love to apply yourself to a problem and that satisfied confidence you have when you solve it. I adore your intense loyalty–I saw that the first day you came to work for me when you had Indira’s back. I saw you’re a team player. I like that you’re fearless and sassy. You look me in the eye. You don’t cower. You never shrink from a challenge. You’re one in a hundred million, Madi. Even if your scent hadn’t driven me wild, it’s hard to imagine I wouldn’t have fallen for you.”
The breath has completely left my chest. Tears spear my eyes.
“What about you? Am I more than a boss fetish?”
I let out a watery laugh. Our bodies collide again as the train slows down. I don’t know why I’m afraid to tell him the inconvenient truth–that he’s already everything to me. That he probably has been since the moment he let me see past his walls over Thanksgiving. That I’m still terrified of telling him because I already feel so weak in this relationship. So at a disadvantage. If I give up this last piece of resistance, there won’t be any way to come back. I won’t recover from losing my heart and my pride to Brick Blackthroat.
I duck under his arm. “This is our stop.”
Brick
I follow Madi, frowning at the way she dodged my question.