Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21188 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 106(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
“Nope,” he says, not looking at me as he cranks it up and pulls out of Ty’s driveway.
I cross my arms and let out a huff, and it only takes me a moment to realize where we are headed.
“You’re taking me home?” I nearly screech. Well, isn’t that just a big fuck off. His jealousy is so thick he wants to make sure that my ass is at home. Alone.
He doesn’t speak as he gets out, grabs his duffel bag, and throws it over one shoulder. He comes to my side and unlocks the door. I protest, and he rolls his eyes, pulling me out and throwing me over his other shoulder like I weigh nothing.
“You put me down right this second or I swear to God, I’ll call my brothers and have them get your ass off my land.” I throw the threat at him.
SMACK!
My ass burns, and I let out a squeak. I can’t believe he just spanked me! A whole new side of Brandon showed up tonight, and I’m not sure what to do with this.
“Simmer down, little lamb. We’re going to have a chat.”
I bite my lip because as much as that hurt, I kind of liked it, and I’m afraid if he does it again, I might moan.
He unlocks my front door and carries me inside, kicking the door shut and then setting the alarm.
“How did you know the code?” I pause as my thoughts catch up. “Hey! You have a freaking key?!” I ask, seriously worried about my security here.
“There’s not a fucking thing I don’t know about you.”
He drops his bag in the living room and finally puts me down, standing me up in front of him. I put my hands on my hips as fire rises in my chest. I want to slap him and kiss him all at the same time.
“Bran—”
“No,” he says, cutting me off. “You let me talk. You need to hear what I have to say.”
I roll my eyes and tap my foot, waiting, pretending I don’t care, when really inside I’m freaking out. What he always has to say is that I’m too young or some shit like that. Thinking he knows what’s best for me. Or worse, what if he says something about us having a fling and getting this out of our systems? I think that would hurt worse than him saying I’m too young. At least that meant he was worried about me. That he cares. But the idea of a fling makes it all feel cheap. That he doesn’t have these love feelings like I do and that this is all just lust for him. That would break my heart.
“I’ve wanted you from the second I saw you. When you were too goddamn young for me to be thinking about you the way I did. I waited and bided my time. When you turned eighteen, all I wanted to do was to finally claim you and make you mine. You’ve been driving me insane with how you call me Daddy and the way you play with me. You absolutely love pushing my buttons and testing my patience.” He takes a breath, closing his eyes like he’s still picturing it. “But I thought you deserved better than me, so I didn’t take what I wanted. More than wanted. I had respect for your brothers and for you, and I didn’t want to ruin you, Dolly. I wanted you to stay clean and pure. Not be with some bastard who doesn’t even know how you begin to give you a family. I don’t even really know what a family is. And I know that’s what you want. White-picket fence and kids running all over the place, all of that.”
“But—”
He holds up a hand, cutting me off. “But then I realized that no one will ever be good enough for you, not even me.” I see the dark look in his eyes as he takes a step towards me. “But it’s also true that no one will ever want you more than I do. And no one will ever love you more than I do.”
He drops down to one knee in front of me and pulls a simple gold band with a diamond on it out of his pocket.
“Brandon,” I whisper, my hands going to my mouth. I can’t believe what’s happening. He’s pouring his heart out to me. I hate that he thought he wasn’t good enough for me and that he doesn’t think he deserves a family.
“I want to prove to you that I’m not going anywhere. I dragged my feet to give you a chance to change your mind about me, even though my feelings never changed. There’s nothing about you that I don’t love. You’re loud, the center of attention in every room, and I get to sit back and watch you shine. You’re stronger and work harder than anyone I’ve ever met.”