Series: The Laws of Opposite Attract Series by Vi Keeland
Total pages in book: 101
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 98878 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 494(@200wpm)___ 396(@250wpm)___ 330(@300wpm)
“Enjoy the rest of your night, guys.”
Wells held the phone out and curtsied. “Later, Kitten.”
After I swiped to end the call, a weight lifted off my shoulders. I still wasn’t sure if Brayden was right for me in the long term, but I was determined all over again to focus on the right now instead.
I thought about texting Brayden, telling him about my change of heart. But I’d been so hot and cold, and he deserved better than that. So I got dressed, swiped a little mascara on since I’d already washed off my makeup, and headed over to his room.
When I got to his door, my courage wobbled a bit. But this was exactly what I wasn’t going to do anymore. Overanalyze. I liked Brayden and wanted to spend time with him. Simple as that. So I took a deep breath and knocked.
Brayden opened the door with no shirt on. My jaw dropped.
He smiled, clearly recognizing the effect he had on me, and grabbed the top of the door. The pose accentuated the curve of his bulging biceps, the cuts in his six-pack abs, the deep V carved into his waist. My eyes couldn’t stop jumping around, unsure what to focus on first.
Brayden lifted a brow. “See something you like?”
Of course, the cocky jerk couldn’t give me a free pass. I rolled my eyes. “I like you a lot better when you’re humble.”
“Really? ’Cause you seem to like me a whole lot half naked...”
“You know, you’re making what I came here for harder.”
“Trust me, you make it hard for me too.” He chuckled. “Would you like to come in?”
I shook my head. “It’s safer to stand right here. What I came to say won’t take more than a minute.”
“Okay…”
I took a deep breath and blew it out. “I like you, Brayden. I’ve been pushing you away because something about you scares me. But I don’t want to do that anymore. I want to take a chance, see where things go.”
“Wow. Really?”
I nodded.
“I’m freaking psyched. But can I ask what made you change your mind?”
I shrugged. “I don’t want to look back and have regrets.”
Brayden smiled. “Come here.”
“Where?”
He crooked his finger. “Kiss me.”
I took two steps forward and pushed up on my toes, pressing my lips to Brayden’s. The second we connected, he took over. He wrapped a hand around my waist and turned me so my back was against the open door. Our lips fused. It was slow at first, but then he grasped the back of my neck and tilted my head, deepening the kiss. His other hand went to my ass, and he hitched me up, guiding my legs to wrap around him.
He groaned. “Fuck. I feel how hot and wet you are through our clothes.”
My legs tightened around his waist. “Stop talking. More.”
It felt euphoric, like I’d finally given in and couldn’t wait to give it all. After a few minutes of groping and grinding in the doorway, it was Brayden who pulled back. He wrestled his mouth away and leaned his forehead against mine. We were both panting.
“Gotta stop now, Alex. You came here saying you felt safer staying outside, and I’m about two seconds away from dragging you into my room and stripping you naked.”
I pouted, but knew it was the right decision. Later, I’d probably appreciate that one of us had found some self-control. Though my body would need to stop throbbing by then. Brayden took my bottom lip between his teeth and gave it a firm tug.
“You said you don’t want regrets. I don’t want you to have them either. So I’m going to have to ask you to go back to your room.”
I sighed. “You suck.”
Brayden smiled and set me on my feet. He looked down, and my eyes followed to find a bulging hard-on. I licked my lips. Brayden groaned and pointed down the hall. “Go. Run! And lock the top lock on your door.”
***
The next morning, there was a knock at my door at eight AM. I opened to find Brayden with a picnic basket in hand. “What are you doing here so early?” I asked.
“I know you have to leave right after the project today, and I didn’t want to wait a whole week for our first official date.”
Warmth spread through my chest. “That’s so sweet.” I stepped aside. “Come on in.”
Brayden hesitated.
I laughed. “I need to finish getting ready. It’ll only take five minutes. I think we can control ourselves that long.”
He didn’t look so confident, but nevertheless came inside. Brayden set the basket on the dresser. I couldn’t help but be nosy and peek inside. “Oh my gosh. Where did you get all this?” I asked. There had to be at least four different types of cheese, fresh strawberries, cherries, grapes, and breads. Not to mention a bottle of orange juice and a big bottle of champagne. He even had champagne glasses and an opener.