Page 122 of Perfect Bragg

“Where are you going?” I ask as he heads down the hallway. “This is a dead end.”

He opens a door and rushes in. I push my way inside before he can shut the door.

“I’m serious, Brody. You have to stop with all of these pranks,” I say as I prowl after him.

“What’s the big deal? It’s just a song.”

“A song you know I hate.”

His eyes sparkle with mirth as he backs up.

“Where are you going to flee to now?” I open my arms wide to indicate the room we’re in. It’s the nursery. There’s nowhere to hide in here.

He straightens his back. “Who says I’m fleeing?”

I snort. “Everyone who saw you run down the hallway with me chasing after you.”

He smirks. “Got you to chase me, didn’t I?”

I narrow my eyes on him. “You want me to chase you? What are you up to now?”

Brody and his stupid pranks. He’s going to give me a heart attack one of these days. He actually dressed up as a ghost and stood outside of my living room window going boo. I nearly peed my pants out of fright.

“This.” He shackles my wrist and whirls me around until my back is plastered against the wall and he’s looming over me.

“What are you doing?” I scan the room. “Is a skeleton going to pop out from underneath Robin’s cot?”

“No skeletons but I do have some bones I’d like to discuss.”

He punches his hips and his hard length hits my belly. Sparks ignite in my stomach and travel down to my core.

I gasp. “What are you doing?”

He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “I’m making my move.”

“Making your move?” I narrow my eyes on him. “Is this some kind of dare? Are your brothers behind this?”

He scowls. “My brothers have nothing to do with this.”

“I don’t get it.”

He sighs. “What’s there to get? You’re a beautiful woman. I’m attracted to you.”

“I’m also old enough to be your mother.”

He rolls his eyes. “You’re six years older than me.”

“Only in biological years.”

“Are there other years than biological years?”

“Yes.” I nod. “Maturity years.”

“I’m mature. I’m an adult.”

“An adult who thinks it’s funny to make someone shit their pants in fright.”

He chuckles. “Come on. It was hilarious when the air horn went off and Elder lost control of his bladder.”

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