Hard Truth (The Alpha Antihero Series Book 4) by Sybil Bartel

Author:Sybil Bartel [Bartel, Sybil]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: The Alpha Antihero Series
Publisher: Sybil Bartel
Published: 2020-05-17T18:30:00+00:00

I despised restaurants.

People eating together en masse and being served by females reminded me of compound life, and I wanted no part of it. But my woman had shed tears, so here I sat.

The waitress set waters down in front of us and smiled at me. “Did y’all decide on what you want?” Her gaze lingered on my arms.

“I did,” my woman replied cheerfully. “How about…” She trailed off when she saw my expression, and her smile dropped. “You ready?”

The waitress nervously dropped her eyes from my ink.

I tipped my chin at my woman. “Order.”

Biting her lip, she went back to studying the menu like this was a test.

“Now,” I commanded.

“Um…” She looked up and down the menu again like she didn’t know what the hell she wanted.

I took the menu from her and handed it to the waitress. I knew what she wanted. “Two cheeseburgers with fries, a strawberry shake and a coffee, black.”

“You got it.” The waitress took off.

My woman frowned. “How’d you know what I wanted? I could’ve wanted somethin’ else.”

“You spoke about cheeseburgers, french fries and strawberry milkshakes in the cabin.”

“You remember that?”

I remembered everything. “Yes.”

“Why did you look mad when the waitress appeared?”

I changed the subject. “I do not want you working at Talerco’s.”

“Huh.” She sat back in her seat and crossed her arms, looking everywhere but at me.

“That is not an answer.”

She shrugged. “You didn’t ask a question.”

“You do not need to work,” I clarified.

She finally looked at me, but it was in challenge. “Yeah, why’s that?”

Looking more nervous than before, the waitress came back with the coffee and milkshake. “Food will be up shortly.”

“Thank you.” My woman smiled sweetly, then dropped her smile the second the waitress left. “Wouldn’t kill you to not look so mean.”

Fuck the waitress. “I have money.”

“Good for you.” She put the straw in her milkshake. “I don’t.” Her lips wrapped around the plastic.

I wanted her lips on my cock. “What’s mine is yours.”

“You’re bein’ bossy. You should have some milkshake, sweeten yourself up.” She shoved the ice cream toward me, ignoring what I’d said.

I picked up my coffee. “I don’t eat sugar.” I hated sweet shit. There was never any dessert on the compound growing up.

My woman frowned. “Since when?”

“Since always.” The coffee was watered down shit, and it was lukewarm.

“Why are you angry right now?” she demanded.

“Why do you want to work?” I countered.

“You first.”

I studied her. Delicate, ethereal, she had the face of an angel but a sharp wit and even shaper tongue. She could enrage me or bring me to my knees in the blink of an eye. Everything about her made me want her, but I had forgotten how challenging she could be. I was glad she had not lost that part of herself, but right now I was pissed she wanted to work with that surfer prick at Talerco’s.

“Still waitin’,” she pushed.

I lost my patience. “Eating in a restaurant reminds me of compound life where all the females served the brothers. I hate

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