Page 13 of Hope in his Darkness
“Shit, I’m sorry, okay. I messed up, but please let me try to make it up to you. Don’t leave, it will hurt my dad's feelings. He likes you; he doesn’t like a lot of folks. Please, Hope, don’t go.” His voice sounds so sorrowful that I almost say yes. Whatever epiphany he suddenly came to, during the night, isn’t going to make me stay.
“Brody, you have made it abundantly clear that you don’t like me. I don’t know why, frankly, I don’t care.” That isn’t true I care too fucking much why he doesn’t like me, but I am not about to reveal that shit to him.
“Okay, I deserve that. I was an ass to you last night. You didn’t deserve the way I treated you, and I am sorry. Please stay Hope.” He reaches out and grabs my hand in his, his thumb stroking over my knuckles, sending pleasant chills up my spine. My body cries out, wanting more, wanting him to touch all of me, but I keep a tight rein on those feelings.
“What changed? Last night you wanted me gone, out of your sister's room. You thought I was trying to take her place or some shit. I’m not here to be a replacement for anyone. I’m just me Brody.” He pulls me against him, and I feel sparks flying all over my body from the contact. What is this man doing to me? I practically melt into his body. It is like I have no control over how he affects my senses.
Chapter Nine
Brody
Iknow I’d fucked up. I know it was going to be an uphill battle with her after I treated her the way I did, but I didn’t expect her to try and sneak out like a thief in the night. Feeling her body against me is like heaven and hell all at the same time. My animal is demanding I claim her right then, while the human side of me knew she will probably knee me in the balls if I tried. Rooster told me to be honest with her, but what if she hates me more after I told her the truth.
“What changed was I pulled my head out of my ass, with the help of a friend. I was an asshole to you and I’m sorry. You deserve better, hell you deserve the fucking sun and moon and probably the fucking stars too. If I could give them all to you I would.” She looks up at me with a confused look on her face. I am fucking this all up again.
“Who was the friend?” Her eyes bore into mine, waiting for my answer. I had a feeling the answer could make or break this tenuous hold I had on her.
“Rooster, Georgia’s mate...shit.” I shouldn’t have said mate. Her eyebrows shot up questioningly and she began to pull away from me.
“So, the guy who took the woman you love away from you helped you pull your head out of your ass.” I flinch at her anger; I’m not sure why she was angry. Is she angry I talked to Rooster, or is she angry for me because she thought Rooster took Georgia away from me?
“Yeah, we’re friends. Not best friends. Not like besties that hang out and go drinking or anything, but we are friends. He’s dealt with something similar so I figured he might have some sage wisdom.” I hope that answer would make her less angry, but it seems to fuel it. She is giving me the stink eye something fierce, it might be time for me to raise the white flag.
“He’s dealt with what, exactly. A woman he can’t stand working and living with him. None of this makes sense. You aren’t making sense. Why does everyone keep calling Rooster, Georgia’s mate? Is that like some backwoods religious shit or something?” Okay so not anger, just frustration, I can deal with frustration. Georgia used to get frustrated all the time; I know how to deal with a frustrated woman. I smiled down at her but based on her narrowed eyes she isn’t buying what I am selling yet.
“First, I need to explain some things to you, but I need you to promise you will hear me out completely. I need you to promise me you won’t run. If you run, things could go south quickly.” My animal is prowling the surface, he is roaring for me to claim her already. Especially after she was talking about leaving; the beast wouldn’t let her go far. I knew he’d never hurt her, but he might scare the shit out of her enough for her to never want anything to do with us.
Hope crosses her arms under her breasts and my hands twitched. I want to touch her again so badly, but I knew I need to tell her everything. Dread snakes up my spine at how she will take the news that she is my fated mate. Will it make her happy? Will she deny it? After being a complete dick to her I will not be surprised if she still leaves. If she did, I don’t know if I could stop my beast from taking over. He isn’t willing to let her go, and neither am I.
“Start talking Mr. Dickface McAsshole, and it better be fucking good,” I smirk at her as I think about how good I am going to make it for her when I finally get to be inside her. She narrows her eyes into daggers like she could read my mind, and I instantly sobered.
“Okay, I deserve that. I promise after I tell you everything will be clearer and hopefully, we can start over.” Hopefully, we can be doing the wild mambo afterward, but I seriously doubt it would be that easy. Hey, a guy could dream, though.
Motioning for her to proceed me into the living room, I take the opportunity to enjoy the way her jeans cup her plump ass. I was pretty sure it would fit perfectly in my gorilla’s hands and damn if that doesn’t make my dick give a little jump. She was like the perfect combination of curvy, that hourglass shape where she has lots of sand in the top and in the bottom. Once I get her under me, I won’t be letting her up for days while I claimed her thoroughly. I adjust my cock, so it isn’t getting hacksawed by my zipper, I sat down in the chair across from her.
“Alright, start talking, and make it fast. I don’t have time for a lot of bullshit.” Rubbing my hands against my jeans, I realized how sweaty they are from my nerves.
