Always Have: A Bad Boy Romance(47)

Oh, this is fantastic. He actually looks uncomfortable.

The girl reaches out to touch his arm, a classic flirty move, and he flinches. Under different circumstances, I’d be pissed, but I know he wore that so-called costume to torture me, so I love that it’s backfiring on him.

Selene sidles up next to me and slips her arm through mine.

“Having fun?” she asks.

I blink, trying to act like I wasn’t just staring at her brother. “Yeah, this is a great party. The decor is fantastic.”

“Thanks,” she says. “I’d take credit, but I just paid a guy to do it for me. It does look pretty amazing, though. I should do this every year.”

“Definitely,” I say.

“God, look at him,” Selene says, gesturing toward Braxton. He’s still talking to the genie girl, and two others linger nearby. “He’s such an attention whore.”

“Yeah, he is.”

“I wonder which one of those poor girls he’s going to hook up with tonight,” Selene says. “Although it almost seems like he’s been going through a dry spell lately. No, that’s probably my imagination. He never goes through dry spells.”

Nope, definitely not a dry spell. I try to sound uninterested. “Who knows?”

“What do women see in him, anyway?” she asks.

I really wish we weren’t discussing him like this. “Well, he’s your brother, so you just don’t see him that way.”

“I guess,” she says. “So, still seeing the dumb guy with the big dick?”

I laugh. “Um, I don’t know. Maybe? I guess?”

Selene looks at me and I almost blurt it out. I’m with your brother and I love him!

“Hey, Tina is here! I have to go say hi.” She flits off in her stilettos.

I blow out a breath. That was close.

I wander around for a while, chatting with people I know. These purple drinks go down so easy, I have a couple more. Braxton circles opposite me, always keeping distance between us. He meets my eyes and winks once in a while, but he doesn’t come near. The women of the party never let up, a new one darting in to talk to him every time another walks away. If he wanted attention, he’s certainly getting it. It’s weird to see girls flirt with him so openly without feeling the least bit jealous. They don’t know he’s mine, but I sure do.

And by the looks he keeps giving me, so does he.

After a while, I take my empty cup back to the makeshift bar in the kitchen. Zombie Doctor guy asks if I want another purple thing, but I grab an ice water and take a few sips. I need to hydrate or I’m going to regret it tomorrow.

Out of nowhere, Braxton appears next to me. We both stand against the island, facing out toward the rest of the party.

He leans down to speak quietly in my ear. “I don’t know how much longer I can look at you dressed like that. Did you do that on purpose?”

Tingles run down my spine and I look him up and down. “Yes, but yours is worse.”

He cracks a smile. “I don’t know about that. Those magnificent tits of yours are driving me crazy.”

I start feeling flushed, and I take another sip of water. “Look at you. Every woman in this place wants to f*ck your brains out.”

He kisses my neck, right below my ear. “I only want you, baby girl.”

“Brax, quit it, someone will see.”

“Selene went outside.” He kisses my neck again and nips my ear with his teeth. He tugs on the lasso at my hip. “I want to tie you up with this and f*ck you until you can’t breathe.”

I take a deep breath, my * throbbing. “We’re at a party, Brax.”

“I need you, Ky,” he says into my ear, his voice rough. “I need you right f*cking now.”

I’m about to suggest we get out of here and go back to his place, but I don’t think I can wait. “Where?”

“My room.”

“Selene blocked off the stairs with decorations,” I say.

“Garage,” he growls. “I’ll go first. Meet me in sixty seconds.”

I wait near the kitchen, my heart hammering. Braxton walks away, heading toward the door to the garage. It’s near the front entrance, the door itself around a corner and out of sight of this side of the house. The girl in the nurse costume stops him, but he extricates himself pretty quickly. He disappears around the corner and I count to sixty, my eyes flicking around, looking for signs of anyone who might notice me heading in the same direction.

Selene comes in from the back deck, and I duck past the other guests before she sees me. No one is in the front entryway, so I open the door leading into the garage and slip through.

He’s waiting for me just inside. He pushes the door shut and we’re drenched in darkness.

“God, it’s so hard to keep my hands off you,” he says, pushing me up against the door. He kisses down my neck and slips a hand into my bodysuit, cupping my breast.

I run my hands up and down his chest and abs, feeling the hard edges of his muscle. “This is really unfair to the rest of humanity. No one should be this perfect.”

Braxton’s mouth comes to mine and he overpowers me with his kiss. All thought flees. There’s nothing left but his lips and tongue, his body pressing against me. His hand grips the back of my neck, firm but gentle, and he devours me.