Page 128 of Ruthless Alpha Beast
Jasper and I exchange a look.
We haven’t told anyone about the fake marriage, at least not yet. Maybe I will tell Danielle and Lacey one day, on a drunken evening or a quiet night, just for us girls.
I don’t feel the need to say anything now.
As far as I’m concerned, mine and Jasper’s relationship has always been real. We just couldn’t admit it to ourselves yet.
But now that we have, it's impossible to keep our hands off one another.
Jasper rubs the back of my neck, and I feel it between my legs.
“Wived up, yes, but we haven’t been happy like this for a while, and with the forest clear, we’ve certainly been making up for lost time.”
I smile.
“Jasper,” Sawyer makes a face. “We don’t exactly need to hear about your guys’ wild sex life.”
“Oh, we all remember the beginning,” Danielle laughs.
“Hey, what are you talking about?” Ellis leans in and kisses Danielle’s neck. “The middle part is good too.”
The group laughs.
I can’t wait for the middle, for the end, for the beginning again, for all of it. I love being with Jasper, I love feeling like I’m part of a team.
“It’s party season,” Lacey smirks. “Without Willow bugging us, we gotta make the most of the chill life.”
“Amen to that,” Jasper says.
As I watch the scene of shifters and witches partying, I lean back against Jasper’s chest. His big arms wrap around me, and I feel so unbelievably content; it’s like I’m floating. Or flying through the air.
I love my life here, I love Jasper, and I love my friends.
Jasper kisses my cheek.
I don’t want this moment to end.
The music around us begins to pick up its tempo, and I already know what that means.
“Tara,” Danielle sings.
I groan. “Guys, you can just go on without me.”
They’re all already getting up, their eyes brimming with determination. What Idon’tlove is dancing, but apparently, at every party, it’s all they want to do.
It’s not that I think dancing is stupid; I’d love to be good at it, but quite frankly, I have two left feet. And I especially have two left feet when the whole pack and coven are watching!
But Jasper, being who Jasper is, is practically a professional. He moves and glides with his large body—never missing a beat.
He looks hot. Heknowshe looks hot, and I know that I’d just ruin that for him.
“I’m staging a protest,” Danielle says. “If you don’t dance, none of us will.”
“Danielle!”
Jasper chuckles, and I feel him vibrate behind me.
“Baby, you know that I would love you to dance with me, but there’s no pressure. Danielle, we arenotstaging a protest.”
