Page 39 of My Forbidden Alpha

The moment I hear the bathroom lock turn, I stride over and yank the door open, my eyes flashing as she jumps, freezing mid-reaching for something.

My eyes skim over her. She’s got a towel wrapped around her that she’s clutching at the front, revealing a bit of cleavage as water trickles from her hair and down her shoulders and in between her breasts.

She cocks a brow, glancing at the front of my pants before she smirks and grabs her toothbrush and toothpaste before turning and leaving through the door. She glances back at me for a second before she closes her door and I hear the lock slide from the other side, leaving me with nothing but her scent.

An entire weekend with her is not going to be easy. Just great.

“Sandwiches are inthe bag, so are the drinks. Alright, I think that’s everything!” Jessica says as she rubs her hands on her jeans as she looks at Dad a little too excited.

Dad’s equally excited and I’m beginning to dread this roadtrip if they are going to remain this enthusiastic. He’s wearing sweatpants and a lime green T-shirt, which is a tad too fucking bright.

“Excellent! Alright kids, get in.” He motions us towards his car, and I cock a brow.

“Wait, we’re travelling together? In a five-seater?” Sure, it’s spacy, but still stuck in the back for a few hours isn’t something I am interested in.

“Yes, we are five.” Dad grins.

Jessica laughs as Indigo clambers into the car. “I call dibs on a window seat!”

I’m not sure I’m keen on where this is going. Not if it means I’m going to press up against the same woman I’m having dirty dreams about, dreams I shouldn’t be having.

“I am not sitting beside her,” I hear Scarlett say quietly to Jessica.

“Oh, I’m not sitting beside you either! Keep your fat-” Indigo shouts back.

“Indigo,” Jessica warns, silencing her instantly.

I turn to see she’s wearing a black mini dress that sticks to her body like a glove, tights, and boots that reach her knees, looking fucking fine. But she also looks unimpressed as she looks at the car.

“Well, I’m not sitting in the middle,” I say, bending down to peer into the car.

“Nor am I,” Scarlett’s icy voice comes.

Yeah, she’s still pissed about last night. She had given me the cold shoulder through dinner and the moment we got home she stormed off to her room.

“Elijah will sit in the middle,” Dad says firmly.

“What? No, I’m not. I’ll take my own car,” I answer with a frown.

“You will not.” Dad’s decision is final.

“I am the biggest one here. Why do I have to sit in the middle?” I growl as Scarlett smirks, sauntering over to the car.

“Don’t think you have a choice. So, in you get,” she remarks tauntingly.

“Pixie…” I say, bending down slightly to peer into the car at my stubborn little sister.

“Elijah, you know I can’t stand sitting next to her for that long! Please don’t ask me!”

Her large doe eyes make me feel guilty and I sigh, tossing my bag in the trunk before I get in the car. Indigo smiles apologetically at me as she scoots over for me.

“Well, let’s be on our way. Alright, Nick, I leave everything in your care!” Dad shouts to his Beta.

“Yes, Alpha!” Aaron’s dad nods from where he stands by the wall before he waves and walks off.

Scarlett gets in and I move over closer to Indigo, trying not to look at her sexy thighs. I shouldn’t be checking her out like this. Why am I so fucking infatuated with her?

Yeah, she’s smoking hot, but I should be able to ignore that. I hate how she has captured my attention, in one way or the other. She has done so right from the start.

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