The Virgin Cowboy (Cowboys & Virgins Book 4) by Alexa Riley

Author:Alexa Riley [Riley, Alexa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2016-10-08T18:30:00+00:00

8

Dolly

He’s back faster than I expected, with a duffel bag thrown over his shoulder and a hard look on his face. He throws it in the back of the truck and then comes around to the driver’s side and gets in.

“Brandon, what in the damn hell are you doing? Let me out of this truck,” I snap at him, but there’s no real power behind my words. I didn’t even try to get out when he stormed back in the house. I don’t know if it was because I was still stunned or because I didn’t want to test him.

“Nope,” he says, not looking at me as he cranks it up and pulls out of Ty’s driveway.

I cross my arms and let out a huff, and it only takes me a moment to realize where we are headed.

“You’re taking me home?” I nearly screech. Well, isn’t that just a big fuck off. His jealousy is so thick he wants to make sure that my ass is at home. Alone.

He doesn’t speak as he gets out, grabs his duffel bag, and throws it over one shoulder. He comes to my side and unlocks the door. I protest, and he rolls his eyes, pulling me out and throwing me over his other shoulder like I weigh nothing.

“You put me down right this second or I swear to God, I’ll call my brothers and have them get your ass off my land.” I throw the threat at him.

SMACK!

My ass burns, and I let out a squeak. I can’t believe he just spanked me! A whole new side of Brandon showed up tonight, and I’m not sure what to do with this.

“Simmer down, little lamb. We’re going to have a chat.”

I bite my lip because as much as that hurt, I kind of liked it, and I’m afraid if he does it again, I might moan.

He unlocks my front door and carries me inside, kicking the door shut and then setting the alarm.

“How did you know the code?” I pause as my thoughts catch up. “Hey! You have a freaking key?!” I ask, seriously worried about my security here.

“There’s not a fucking thing I don’t know about you.”

He drops his bag in the living room and finally puts me down, standing me up in front of him. I put my hands on my hips as fire rises in my chest. I want to slap him and kiss him all at the same time.

“Bran—”

“No,” he says, cutting me off. “You let me talk. You need to hear what I have to say.”

I roll my eyes and tap my foot, waiting, pretending I don’t care, when really inside I’m freaking out. What he always has to say is that I’m too young or some shit like that. Thinking he knows what’s best for me. Or worse, what if he says something about us having a fling and getting this out of our systems? I think that would hurt worse than him saying I’m too young. At least that meant he was worried about me.

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