Page 104 of Defiant Beta

“And you yelling out yes, and that’s it, didn’t help.” His voice is dry.

I scowl at him even though he’s right. “Why didn’t you stop me?”

He crosses his arms, raking his eyes over me. “Maybe I didn’t mind hearing you shout yes. They might have thought I was doing something very exciting to you.”

I roll my eyes at him. “Whatever. I still can’t believe I got such a tepid groan.”

“That was pretend,” he says softly. “Tepid groans belong in the land of pretend.”

If the bed wasn’t so filthy, I’d be tempted to walk over there and see what I would need to do to turn tepid groans into something more.

“You want me to call you Daddy?” I tease, curious about his response.

I can’t have been the only one getting all flustered with the sex next door.

He closes his eyes. “You are not calling me Daddy.”

I recall the omega and alpha video at the academy, and a hot flush sweeps over me at the thought of Levi putting me on my knees like that.

“Maybe she was sitting on his face that last time?” I peer innocently at him. “Or was it the fact he had her on her hands and knees that?—”

“Stop,” he grinds out, voice husky and eyes still closed.

I smile, but my amusement is fake. I’m still seriously turned on by what we spent the last several minutes listening to.

He opens his eyes and studies me, his head cocked. “You’re doing that on purpose, aren’t you?”

“Doing what?” I bat my lashes at him.

He snorts. “Vincent calls you a menace.”

“He does?”

“Xavier says you’re a squirrel of destruction.”

I can’t help but laugh at that. “And what about you?”

His smile fades as he looks at me. “Something special. That’s what you are, Della Jackson.”

I turn away to hide my blush, pretending I’m busy trying to get the door open.

Guys don’t flirt with me. If they do, it’s because they struck out with someone else, or they want something from me.

I’m not used to penetrating stares from stupidly hot guys, and I’m not sure I ever will be.

With a frustrated sigh, I slump onto the filthy carpet with my back against the door, dreading the wait for the next person to walk past. “At least we only have this room for two hours. If we don’t leave, the clerk will come to kick us out."

Levi gets up and approaches, sitting on the floor next to me with his legs extended. “I saw you, you know?”

“You saw me doing what?”

“Sleeping behind the couch.”

I focus on the disgusting bed with strange stains. Anything to avoid looking at Levi. “You didn’t see what you thought you did.”

Out of the corner of my eye, Levi has his head angled toward me. “Okay.”

“Okay?” I’d thought he would have more of a reaction than that.

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