Chapter 29. Celebration

Zack

I sneak a look to my side at Brayden while I force myself to keep a straight face. His face is bright red and so are his eyes.

My heart twists at the sight, but as my walls slowly crumble down around me, his shirt moves to the side and the faint outline of a bite mark on his shoulder comes into view.

Anger instantly rushes through me, and I look away. He can cough and gasp all he wants. I won’t apologize for what I did.

While I mentally grumble about him, I take a gulp of my drink. The liquor bites at the back of my throat, but I ignore it while my mind continues to wish I could take that mark off him. I know it isn’t a mating mark, but it still rubs me wrong. I would rather my mark be on his delicate neck.

Wait. What?

No. I don’t want to mark him. I want a woman with plenty of curves to hold on to.

My recent night in the hotel room with the beautiful woman pops into my head. She was everything I’m wanting, but she didn’t do it for me.