"Antoine, you're delirious." I murmured as he continued to watch me. "You don't know what you're saying." "Yes I do." Antoine insisted as a frown formed on his face. "I am more than clear on what I am saying right now." "Really?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. "Then do you realize that I am your fri
"What are you doing?" Antoine asked, grabbing my arms and gently pushing me back. "What?" I asked as rational thought began to return. "I was just too happy..." "Too happy?" Antoine repeated, raising his eyebrows. "So happy that you wanted to jump my bone?" "WHAT?" I sputtered, stumbling backward
"What's wrong?" Antoine asked the minute I stepped into the room and slammed the door. "You look like you've seen a ghost." "Why didn't you mention it?" I asked, quietly meeting Antoine's gaze. As Ashton's brother, Antoine most certainly knew about this ceremony. Yet, he hadn't said a word to me a
Dance music bumped around the club as the smell of stale beer and arousal filled the room. After the bonding ceremony, everyone came to Club Dolce for an after party. Even the pregnant Brailyn had come and joined in the festivities, even though it was probably not good for the child in her stomach.
Lunging forward, Antoine grabbed Brendan by the throat, slamming him up against the wall. Snarls of rage escaped his throat as he easily lifted the terrified Brendan off the ground. "Please, this is a misunderstanding." Brendan begged, grabbing Antoine's wrist to try to free himself. "Tell him, Hai
"Cheers." I murmured, clanking my can of beer against Antoine's. "To a shit night." We sat on Antoine's bed, a 24 pack of beer sitting between us. After everything that had happened, this seemed like the best way to end things. "To a shit night." Antoine agreed, bringing his drink to his lips and
"I thought you were fine." Antoine smirked. Feeling irked by Antoine's comment, I looked around for something to throw at him, but came up empty handed. "Try attacking and see what happens." Antoine warned as a mischevious glint flashed across his eyes. "What are you going to do about it?" I sho
"Ugh." A long breath of air escaped Cindy as my fist slammed into her stomach. It had been a week since Ashton and Brailyn's bonding ceremony, a long week of slowly beginning to heal from my heartbreak and despair of everything that happened. I stayed at home for the first few days, nursing my hear