Page 89 of Bad Boys After Dark - Brett
Everyone looked at Sophie with inquisitive expressions. Shit. Had they heard what he’d whispered? “What? Hasn’t he ever had you guys over for football before?”
Mick and Amanda said “No” in unison.
“Brett can’t take off if we’re all at his place,” Carson explained. “He has a hard time staying in one place for too long. We were all pretty surprised that he went to your parents’ house, much less stayed longer than he’d planned.”
The girls had told her that Brett had never brought a woman with him to watch football and that he usually left early. None of that surprised her, because she knew how he was about feeling boxed in. Or rather, how he used to feel about it. She fidgeted nervously with the seam of her jeans, wondering why Brett thought she’d be able to meet him in the bathroom without everyone knowing why. The elevator was beginning to look mighty good.
Dylan hiked a thumb over his shoulder toward the hallway. “I don’t know who that guy is, taking selfies, offering to host next week, whispering in your ear, but he reminds me a lot of the brother I had many years ago.”
“He does?” Sophie asked, giving up on the idea of meeting Brett in the bathroom. She’d seen so many changes in Brett since they’d first come together, she knew she was seeing even more of the real Brett on a daily basis. He was still the same sexual, confident man he’d always been, but his arrogance had morphed to heightened confidence, and he smiled more often. It was almost as if that arrogance had been a shield to keep people out as much as it was to draw them closer to his boundaries—close enough to get what he wanted and far enough to walk away afterward.
His brothers murmured in agreement as Dylan got up and surprised her with a hug.
“Geez,” Mick said with a chuckle. “Sit down, you fool.”
“What?” Dylan went to sit with Tiffany again. “You can’t tell me he’s not different.”
Mick sipped his beer. “I was laughing at your dramatics, not whether he’s changed. We’re all thrilled you’re in Brett’s life, Sophie. You’re obviously just what he needed, and you’ve gotten to him in a way no one has for a very long time.”
“Thank you. He’s such a good person,” Sophie said. “I love his intensity, his impulsiveness, his sense of humor, and the way his brain is always churning. He’s got the biggest heart of any man I know, and I realize he thinks he hides that well. But when I look at him, sometimes it’s all I see.”
“You really do see him for who he is beneath all the showmanship, don’t you? I’ve never seen him so happy,” Carson added, “or so—”
“Determined to figure my shit out?” Brett interrupted, his eyes locking on Sophie as he strode down the hall looking ridiculously sexy.
Would she ever get used to the fact that the fine specimen of a man was hers? She felt greedy, wanting to go home and tear off his clothes so they could drive each other crazy.
“I was going to say settled, but…” Carson lifted his beer in a toast. “Determined works.”
As if he’d read her mind, Brett reached for her hand with a devilish look in his eyes.
She adored that look!
He pulled her up to her feet and said, “Sorry to cut our visit short, but we’ve got to take off.” His hand slid to her butt, and he held on tight. Luckily, she was facing the others and they couldn’t see his hand moving lower, playing between her legs.
She tried to mask her desire as everyone got up to say goodbye.
Brett pulled her toward the door. “I’ll text you about next Sunday, but count on being at our place for the game.”
Then they were in the hall and his mouth was on hers, her back against the wall as they made out like they’d been apart for months. They kissed their way to the elevators, and when the doors opened, they both drew back and stared into each other’s eyes. Desire and naughtiness erupted between them. Brett took Sophie’s hand and pulled her into the elevator. Adrenaline surged through her veins.
The door closed, and Brett hit the stop button. Sophie slammed her eyes closed, expecting an alarm to sound. When no alarm came, her eyes flew open and a secret agreement passed between them. He crushed his mouth to hers, devouring her as they worked the button on each other’s jeans and tugged them down. Brett fished out a condom from his wallet and rolled it on in record speed. He lifted her in his arms, and then he was buried deep inside her.
