“He’s no one.” I tried to push him away, but it was like trying to push an elephant. “And what business is it of yours, anyway?”
“Who is he?”
“Jesus, you’re such a Neanderthal. He’s just a guy I fucked once, okay? Can I go back to work now?” I huffed.
“When?” Brandon’s eyes narrowed, and he leaned in close.Fuck, I was so turned on.
“Before you,” I breathed. “There’s been no one since we started seeing each other.”Seeing each other?What the fuck, Lexi?And why was I telling him any of this? It wasn’t his fucking business what I did or with whom.
“Good girl,” he hissed. “You’re mine, Sweetheart.” His other hand moved between my legs. “This is mine.”
Yep, that did it.I was soaked. Despite really having to get back to work, I ground myself into his touch.
“Tell me.” Brandon’s breath danced along my neck, sending a shiver down my body. “Whose pussy is this, Lexi?”
“Yours,” I replied breathlessly.
“And the rest of you?”
“Yours.” Never have I ever, in all of my years of fucking dudes, said that to anyone.
Not for fun.
Not in the heat of the moment.
Not for anything.
Yet there I was, giving myself to this man, and I think I may have actually believed what I was saying.
“Good girl.” He released me and backed away. “Now get back to work. I’ll be seeing you later.” And then he was gone, and I was left standing there completely dumbfounded and sopping wet.What the fuck just happened?A frustrated growl escaped me. I didn’t even have time to grab a soda.
22
BRANDON
Seeing Lexi with that guy in the cafeteria shouldn’t have set me off, but it did. When she touched his arm and he asked her out, it made me want to throw her over my shoulder and storm out of the hospital with her. I was actually surprised that I didn’t drop that guy. Although it wasn’t his really fault. It was mine. This thing with Lexi had started as one thing but had developed into something else altogether. Well, at least for me it had. Despite what she said in that on-call room, I knew better. She wasn’t mine.Yet.
Me
Come over after work. We’ve got some unfinished business.
It felt so weird to text that, even though I was trying to play it cool. I didn’t want whatever this was. I wanted more.
Lexi
We’ll see.
She was infuriating. So aloof. So unlike anyone I’d ever been with.
Me
We’ll see? I don’t think so, Sweetheart. I will see you later. You can either come to my place after work, or I’ll show up at yours. It’s your choice.
Text bubbles appeared and disappeared. She was probably deciding whether or not to be a smart ass.
Lexi
Fine.
