Forty - Seven

BECCA:

Alexander laughed seeing the way I acted under his intense gaze. He faced the road and rested his back against the chair, parting his legs like a don. I hated the way he relaxed as if he had me all wrapped in the middle of his finger. I rolled my eyes against him and looked out the window.

Soon, we reached neutral ground. I knew Alphas didn't like to have meetings on pack property for protection. Anyone could gang up against the other and the one at home at the upper hand. Halting the car at the parking lot, Alex looked at me.

“Come here.” He used two fingers to gesture his words to me. I did as told and went near him.

Once I was near him, he wrapped his hand around my shoulder and then pulled me closer making me collapse into his brick-hard chest. He looked down at me, distracting me with his beautiful eyes. His other hand came to the middle of my thigh, he separated my legs and fitted his hand through which made a moan escape from my mouth.

Suddenly, Alex pulled me aga