Brother’s Best Enemy Read Online Alexa Riley

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Total pages in book: 22
Estimated words: 21027 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 105(@200wpm)___ 84(@250wpm)___ 70(@300wpm)
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At first she’s shocked, and then she looks around to see who is watching. I don’t give a fuck if this is televised. She knew what she was doing when she put that dress on.

“You’re pushing me,” I say through clenched teeth, and then I hear the bartender clear his throat.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She takes the champagne from him and brings it to her lips while her eyes stay on me.

“That’s the thing, love.” I put my hands on either side of the bar with her in between them. I’ve blocked her from the crowd in the room, and the only thing I see is her. “You know what I’ll do when you push me to the edge.” Bending down, I put my lips to her ear. “And you like it.”

Her breath catches, and I watch the swell of her breasts rise and fall. I lick my lips as I stare at them, and I don’t miss the way she watches me. The heat coming off of her could warm me for eternity, and I’d still want more.

“You’re wrong.” She says it with a straight face, and I smile my best cocky grin at her. That’s when I see the flash of anger that I love so much.

“Liar,” I say, and she turns to take a drink of her champagne. “Finish that,” I tell her, and she narrows her eyes.

“Don’t tell me what to do.” She takes another drink and gives me a side-eye. “Why?”

“Because as soon as the last drop of that is on your lips, I’m going to drag you into my office and fuck that dress off your body.”

The champagne flute pauses at her lips as her eyes widen. I can practically hear her heartbeat as I lean close and inhale her sweet scent. It’s so perfectly Tinsel that I’m conditioned to get hard every time I smell her.

“What if that’s not what I want to do?” She can’t look at me as she asks the question because we both know it’s bullshit and she’s stalling.

“I don’t remember asking.”

Normally, this would be the point where she jabs back at me or tells me she’s going to write me a ticket for something indecent. I expect her to get loud and push me away, but she does none of that. Instead, she keeps her eyes lowered as she drinks the last of the champagne and places the flute on the bar.

“Look at me,” I say to her, and it takes a moment before her eyes find mine. When she does, her lips are parted and glossy like she’s just run her tongue across them. “You knew what you were doing when you walked in here with that dress on. Don’t be surprised by the consequences.”

With that, I grab her elbow in a possessive hold and cut through the crowd. There are people along the way who try to talk to us, but I ignore every one of them. I’ve waited years to have her and I’ll be damned if I’m waiting any longer.

Chapter Eleven

TINSEL

This was not part of the plan. I came here to put Jack in his place, but now I’m letting him manhandle me, and damn do I love it. For so freaking long I’ve wanted his attention, and the only time I could get it was when I poked at him, and then he’d give it right back.

It might have been me that instigated a lot of the things that happened between us, but he always gave as good as he got. Still, it doesn’t negate the fact that if he was really into me all these years, why did he never do anything about it? That shit burns.

All those thoughts fade from my mind when Jack closes the door to his office and the sound of the lock clicking echoes in the room. I’m sure everyone saw him practically dragging me out of the party. If people weren't talking already, they will be now. I kind of hope they do. I’d overheard a few of the women that are guests at the resort talking about Jack and hoping that he was going to show up for the cocktail mixer. He did, but then they got to see him all over me.

I glance around his office and take in the space. It’s cozy with a fireplace that has two chairs sitting in front of it, and there’s also a couch against another wall. His desk is in front of a window that has a gorgeous view of the mountain and his home.

“Now what?” I try to jerk my elbow free from his hold, but it’s pointless. He’s not letting go of me now, and I’m not sure if that should scare or excite me.

If it was so easy for him to stay away from me for so long, it could be easy for him to walk away now too. I know I can be a bit much at times, but I’m not going to change.


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