The Alphas Mate

Chapter Twenty One

" You don't think we're moving a little too fast? " I asked Isaiah but he was too preoccupied with putting love bites on my neck.

Just minutes ago we were damn near close to fucking on his desk. We had met 3 days ago. I felt like some easy whore that would open her legs for a sexy smile.

" Not really. Where I come from we would've been getting married by now. " He smiled guilty and for a split second I wondered if he was joking.

" Seriously? Where is it exactly that you come from? " I asked nervously. He freezed and coughed. Very suspicious Mr. Thomas.

" That's uh not important right now Cutie. " He gave me a quick kiss on the lips. " What do you want to eat tonight? " I saw right through that question. He was very good at changing the subject.

" You're hiding something aren't you? " I hoped off the desk and stood with my hands on my hips.

" Ashlynn I really can't talk about this. Not yet at least. " His guilty eyes wouldn't meet mine. I knew something was wrong.

" And why the hell not? " My eyes narrowed at him. We had literally just gotten over one thing and bam here's another.

" Because if I told you now, you would run for the hills. " He said softly,using his thumb to play with my bottom lip. He looked so, so conflicted.

" And why not Mr. Thomas? Let me guess, you have multiple wife's all over the world? You have a child? You got some stranger knocked up? You murdered a cat. I'm sure your deep dark secret isn't as bad as you're making it Isaiah. " I joked halfheartedly hoping it really wasn't that bad.

But what if it was? I knew I had feelings for Isaiah. I just didn't know what kind. I was scared to think that I had feelings for someone I had just met.

" My sweet, sweet Ashlynn. If only it were that simple mon chaton. " He kissed my forehead as I blushed.

Jesus Christ I blushed because the man called me his kitten. I had it bad. Real bad, the spot in my underwear confirmed that.

" It is. I have plenty of deep dark secrets. I was married once. " I smiled winking at his jealous face. It was quite arousing.

" Who had the honor of having your hand in marriage mon chaton? " His jealousy was evident on his face. Like someone had stolen his cookie. I wish he would eat my cookies.

" Eric Lawrence. First grade. He asked me if I wanted to share our lunch for the rest of our lives. He gave me a blue ring pop to make it official. " He smiled shaking his head.

" What happened to this little husband of yours? " He asked with curiosity. Whether or not he really wanted to know was unknown.

" He wanted to share with other people. Of course he didn't tell me that. The little booger had 3 lunches. " I frowned pouting playfully.

" I'll never have 3 lunches babe. " He winked at me smiling. My heart did this little flutter thing. I wasn't used to this crap.

With Taylor it had been pure sexual attraction. Just lust. With Isaiah he made my heart speed with one simple look. Of course he was also the reason my panties were soaked countless times a day.

" So this little secret of yours? " I asked grinning. " I'm a very persistent woman Mr. Thomas. "

Before Isaiah could reply a very red faced Mariah bursted in.

" When the hell were you planning on telling me the spawn of Satan was moving in?! " She yelled at Isaiah before she noticed the compromising we were in. " Oh were you two bumping uglies cause gross. But I would like a few nephews. "