Brandon’s POV
1 hour ago:
God I needed this…
My hand was slung round Alina’s dainty little waist, slipping my finger through the belt loop on her jeans. I pulled her tighter against me, hearing her moan as the bottom half of me pressed against her, whilst my lips meshed against hers. But just as she began to undo the buttons of my shirt, my phone blasted its ringtone.
I groaned. I pulled away to lounge back against the couch. She rushed to fix her disheveled hair as I picked up the phone. “What?”
“Don’t tell me what. You owe me a favor.”
I grinned when I heard Lily’s irritated voice over the phone. It had been a while since she contacted me. The last time was when she was furious at the fact that I had let Tanya find a way to leave the Blackhide Pack. Even though I faked being her boyfriend and stole her perfume designs. To Lily it hadn’t been good enough, that, and well, Tanya marrying Prince Marco was a hilarious, but also problematic turnaround of events.
