PAYBACK (A Bad Boy Romance) Read Free Page B

my pants. That red, hot mouth, sweet and soft…I wanted her lips wrapped around my cock.
    I’d never been so jealous of pepperoni in my life.
    Finished, she surreptitiously wiped her mouth with the back of her hand and then sat awkwardly, trying to avoid my gaze.
    But I liked looking at her. For one, it made her uncomfortable — and that was a bonus in my book — but two, there was something I couldn’t quite define about her that appealed to me.
    “Stop staring,” Holly snapped, her gaze darting.
    “No.” I made no apologies. “I’ll do as I want and there’s nothing you can do about it. Sucks being helpless, doesn’t it?”
    “You’re a big man, taking out your rage on a woman,” she retorted, cutting me with a look. “Do you drown puppies and kittens in your spare time, too?”
    I held back my laughter. Even when she was clearly at a disadvantage, Holly still found the courage to spit and hiss.
    Damn, I liked that.
    She was fine as fuck and I wanted her.
    Did I want her because she was Butcher’s sister and I wanted to put my mark on something that was his? Maybe.
    But did it matter?
    I wanted her, plain and simple.
    I guess that was my problem.
    “Where am I supposed to sleep?” she asked, the faint distress in her expression amusing. If she thought the sofa was disgusting, wait until she saw Tito’s bed.
    “Well, this ain’t no Hyatt,” I returned, scooping up the pizza box and carrying it to the rickety kitchen table. “Only one bed. Guess that means you’re with me.”
    “We can’t sleep together,” she balked. “That’s not going to work at all.”
    “Do you snore?”
    “No.”
    “Then it should work just fine.”
    Holly’s mouth worked as if she wanted to protest but she knew it was pointless. Smart girl.
    “How do I know that you won’t…take advantage of me?”
    “You don’t.”
    I enjoyed watching her squirm.
    “So I’m supposed to climb into bed with you and just accept whatever happens, happens?” Some of that banked fire flared in her eyes. “Think again.”
    I chuckled. “I don’t see that you have much bargaining power.”
    “My brother will kill you if you hurt me.”
    Ahhh, finally, something truthful . “I thought you said you didn’t matter,” I reminded her. “Seems now you’re changing your story. Which is it? Are you important to your brother or not?”
    Holly had trapped herself.
    She chose to remain stubbornly silent.
    Goddamn, this woman intrigued me whether I wanted it or not.
    “Well, if you’re not up to talking, I guess it’s time for bed,” I said. She visibly jumped when I walked toward her, shrinking away from my outstretched hand as if I were offering up poison. I laughed. “You’re a jumpy thing, aren’t you?” Before she could answer, I jerked her onto her feet, pulling her right into my arms.
    She landed with a soft oompf against my chest. Her pupils dilated instantly and her lips parted on a gasp. “What are you doing?”
    “Not sure yet,” I admitted but I liked the feel of her in my arms. She fit like a glove against me. I wondered where else I might fit so snugly. “But we’ll find out.”
    Releasing her, I grasped her hand and pulled her with me to the bedroom.
    Holly yanked her hand away and tried to bolt for what she mistook as the front door.
    I gave her props for trying but really, it was a misguided attempt as she stared in dismay at a cluttered closet. “Feeling domestic?” I asked with a healthy dose of sarcasm. “Honey, there are other ways to play house, you know.”
    “Screw you,” she hissed, whirling quickly to reach for the actual front door but I was faster.
    I pulled her roughly away from the door seconds before her grasping fingertips could reach the door handle and spun her toward me. Then, I shocked her by hoisting her up over my shoulder.
    The solid weight of her curves wasn’t easy to manage but the softness of her body was an instant turn-on, as if I wasn’t already packing a boner hard