“Can I pick up Mia?” I ask. “I’m pretty sure she wants to say hi.” “I said, wait.” His voice is frosty. Not very Neil-like. I honestly can’t stand it. I don’t want to talk about what happened between us. What’s done is done. But if he’s going to act like a class-A jerk around me now, then maybe
One morning, I’m walking through the common room, when Beau catches my arm and forces me to sit on the couch. It feels like an intervention, with me sitting, and the four brothers hovering over me, glaring down. Archer is holding Mia. She claps as she looks at me, so at least someone is happy to s
“Maybe we can go somewhere else?” I suggest. Neil ignores me. He walks up to the counter. A salesclerk looks up from the shirt she’s folding. A smile immediately stretches her red-painted lips. Her nametag reads Donna. “Neil Hayes! A pleasant surprise. How may we help you today, sir?” She look
I stand in the dressing room in just my panties, holding up a sexy lace bra. It’s entirely see through, leaving nothing to the imagination. It wasn’t something I had selected for myself. Donna never held it up for me to nod or shake my head. Yet here it is, all the same, mixed among my piles and pil
“I’m doing fine!” I call out to Donna, who I can hear shifting through clothes on the other side of the curtain. Neil has slipped his hand under the back of my panties and is grabbing at the meat of my ass hard enough to bruise. The pleasure-pain shoots through me and I tremble. Is this what it
“Good.” Neil glowers at me. “You should feel lucky to have my attention. Do not squander it.” With that, he turns and leaves. It takes me a good five minutes before I can think to move again. After I somehow manage to try on the rest of the clothes, and make my final decisions, I wait with Nei
Neil is waiting for an answer. He’s in one of those controlling moods of his. He won’t move until I give him what he wants. Usually, I find this kind of thing unbearably sexy, but right now, I just feel kind of put on the spot. “If you had just let me give Tide the money he needed, then he wouldn’
I throw a few more punches and a couple of quick kicks. Mia coos loudly like she’s cheering me on. Or she wants attention. Or both. I lower myself down onto the ground and pull her into my lap. “Someday, I’ll be strong enough to protect you too, Mia.” But first, perhaps one of my greater c