“What did they think of her?”
“They didn’t think anything of her. They just confirmed right away that it wasn’t serious, and I wasn’t dating her and that was it.” He wondered if Lincoln could hear the bitterness in his voice. “Anyway, I’m more than willing to help Bria with each of her heats, but she wants a relationship too. I told her I don’t do relationships and she said she didn’t want to just sleep with me because of her heat. I wouldn’t have helped her with this heat if it hadn’t come early. She only fucked me because she was desperate.”
“You sure about that?” Lincoln leaned back in his chair and tucked his hands behind his head. “She turned me down flat and she was in agony from her heat. I could see it and smell it. Besides, the way you reacted when I talked about fucking Bria -”
The growl was tearing out of his throat immediately and Lincoln laughed. “Yeah, thanks for making my point. You want a relationship with Bria, she wants a relationship with you – go for it, you idiot.”
“You didn’t see the look on my parents’ faces when they thought I might be dating her.”
Lincoln sighed and stood up. “You’re not your brother, Jace. Don’t let them convince you that you are.”
He left the office. Jace turned in his chair and stared out the window. Fuck, what was he doing? Why the hell did he invite Bria to Ash’s engagement party? He had lost his fucking mind.
No, you just want to spend time with Bria. You like her.
His tiger growled its agreement. Give me my mate.
He sighed and turned back to his computer. He invited Bria because he wanted to use her to keep Marilyn off his goddamn back. If his father hadn’t mentioned it, he would never have even thought of it.