Kidnapped By My Alpha Mate

3. Expectations and Acceptance

A/N- Not edited. I will go back and edit everything once I finish this book.

*Note- the poll for the new title of the book should be ready for the next chaper!

*Note- I want to pick a new actor to portray Asher; any ideas?

*Note- One more update after this, but it is significantly shorter; and there's a reason for it!

This chapter is dedicated to adamlevine2002, thank you for your constant asking of when KBMAM will be updated. You were the most persistent user asking for an update; which defintiely isn't a bad thing! It kept my resolve going when I began to think no one cared for this story anymore! Thank you! ♥

♦ 3. Expectations and Acceptance♦

|Rosalie Burns|

April 4th, 2015
11:47pm

"Ouch!"

"Rosalie, stop moving! The more you squirm the rougher the rag is going to be!" Matt chided. I gave him a sheepish look in response to his stern eyes. Matt was very light while he cleaned, and in response it had begun to tickle my cheeks. This also caused me to begin to squirm, which in turn made the rag press harder and rub painfully against my sensitive skin. As Matt continued to wipe my face, I stared at the boy in front of me. He had already wiped his face clean of any icing, and his eyes were concentrated as they focused on the muck on my face. Matt was a very pretty boy, as I looked at him I wondered why he didn't go out on more dates. I think I've only seen him with one or two women the entire time I've known him. He was also so protective of me, always helping me when I needed it, giving me advice and taking care of me. He was my older brother in so many ways even if it wasn't by blood.

"What's with the concentrated look?" Matt teased as he removed the rag from my face and ran it under the tap water.

I blinked in surprise before grinning, "I just appreciate you, that's all," I answered.

Matt raised a questioning brow for a moment and I just grinned in response, he shook his head, "I won't question it, I've given up understanding you long ago," he laughed and affectionately rubbed my head, "but I appreciate you too Rosalie."

I grinned, "I know," I said. Matt chuckled lightly before we lapsed back into silence. The only sound was the light patting of the towel against my skin. I liked moments like this, a comfortable silence was always one of my favourite things. It was nice having the company of another person, but also having the tranquility of the silence makes those moments perfection in my books.

"Say Rose," Matt began as he broke the silence, I 'hnned' my acknowledgement, and directed my attention toward him. "Have you given any thought to the other duties of becoming the head of the family?" he asked. He didn't have to specify what he meant; I already knew.

I shrugged in response, "Not particularly, I'm too young for a husband or a fiancée, and to be honest, it's not something I want to think about. I don't know how my father thinks I can find someone who I would be comfortable enough to run the family with," I told him. It would have to be someone I knew for a long time, someone I knew I could trust the family secrets with, and someone I knew who wouldn't ever betray me or those who were important in either of our lives.

Matt nodded his head, "That's understandable," he agreed. We went silent again for another moment as he began to take the icing from my hair, despite my protests of me being able to do it myself.