Excerpt from Fake It 'Til You Break It
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Fake It ‘Til You Break It by Meagan Brandy
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Her little nose
scrunches. “Don’t be a dick.”
“Don’t ask questions
you know the answer to.” I shrug. “Why would couples stand off to the side or
walk away from groups and shit like that?”
She purses her lips, giving a sassy,
“Privacy.”
“Exactly.” I shift her
more, so they can’t see my face. “Right now, at least half of them are staring
right at us, each one thinking something along the lines of how bad you must
need me, or how hard I must be for you, if we have to take a few extra minutes
to ourselves before we can even consider sitting through a dinner with the rest
of them.”
She attempts to glance
over her shoulder, so I shoot my hand up, catching her chin before she can, my
fingers spreading along her jaw and neck in the same move.
Damn if she doesn’t
even flinch.
I continue. “The girls
are wondering what filthy things I’m promising to do to you later when you come
to my room, you are coming to my room by the way.” Her eyes narrow, but it’s
playful as hell. “The guys are wondering if you’re biting into your bottom lip,
if your eyes are growing darker, and wishing they knew what that looked like,
knowing they’ll never get the chance now that you’re mine.”
“Wow,” she teases, purposefully breathy. “You
really think you’ve got this whole prepped and ready thing down.”
A laugh escapes me
before I can squash it, and I tug her a little closer.
She stares a long
moment. “So, I’m challenged with convincing everyone your mood swings turn me
on?”
“And I get to be the
possessive boyfriend who doesn’t want you outta arm’s reach.”
“Get to?” She smashes
her lips to the side, tryin’ real hard not to let her grin slip.
“Get. To. D.”
“What makes you think
possessive is what I’d like?”
A light chuckle leaves
me, and I lick my lips, leaning into her as I slowly slide my arms down. When
she doesn’t budge, my palms slip a little lower, now resting just below her
waist, my pinkies propped on her ass cheeks.
She inhales, waiting.
“Demi,” I whisper. “I
tell you right now, the last thing you want is a pussy ass dude who won’t push
you. You’re too smart, too independent for a doormat of a guy, and too strong
to ever be one yourself. You’ll take charge... but you’ll like it more when I
do.”
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