Beauty and The Beta (Bailey) novel Chapter 118

Listening to Bailey giggle as she stood in the kitchen of my Beta suite, made my heart pound harder than I think it had done in a long time, but I tried my hardest to ignore it. She looked up at me, through her long dark lashes. “Wow, my hero.” She said with a sarcastic smile, and, despite myself, I smiled right back at her. There is something about her that makes me smile. Something about the way she jokes with me. Her carefree character. Her humor and way she teases me with no thought…

“You want to watch that sarcasm, missy, or else my offer of sharing my chocolate may be withdrawn.” I said with a smirk, and Bailey looked at me open-mouthed, feigning shock, and once again she had me smiling. This girl has had me smiling more since she arrived than I had done in months…

“Oh! How rude! You know that you can’t promise a girl chocolate and then take it back, right? You do that, and, I would just have to let the pack know that their big strong Beta gains his super-strength from chocolate, not working out. Imagine their shock and disappointment in you when your secret is revealed!” She wiggled her eyebrows at me as if to challenge me, and once again I found myself laughing.

“Okay, I think you may have me there. I won’t break my promise.” I nodded. “So, you want a coffee to help that chocolate go down?”

“Coffee? You want me to stop up all night?” she asked, then suddenly, Bailey turned to look at me, biting her lip uncomfortably. “You want to do me a favor and forget I said that?”

I held back the chuckle that was so close to leaving my lips. She had obviously heard what she said in the same way I had, but no, that was not my intention. Not, in the slightest…

I grinned. “All forgotten. You seem to think so badly of me, Miss West.” I winked at her playfully, and the slight flush to her cheeks made my heart warm, knowing she was embarrassed. “I have soda too, if that is better for Sleeping Beauty?” I added, so she knew she didn’t have to have a coffee.

Now she rolled her eyes at me, before answering. “Soda would be good, thank you. And trust me, I am far from a sleeping beauty. You so do not want to see me when I wake up!”

I chuckled, as she dropped her head to her hands, as if she had realized what she had just said. She was incredibly sweet when she was embarrassed. “How am I managing this?” she muttered.

“I did not think of it in any way but the sweet and innocent way you meant it.” I reassured her, biting my lip to stop myself from smiling. “Though you forget I have seen you in your pajamas.”

Her eyes widened, as if she remembered. “Hmm, I remember.”

“You have curly hair.” I pointed out, slowly reaching out to touch her currently straightened hair that was currently pulled back into a ponytail.

“Yeah, I hate it. Forever been picked on for it. Wild and crazy hair. Like a mane. When you are constantly criticized for something, you kind of end up hating it. Thankfully, I learned how to tame it.” She ran her hand through her ponytail as if to demonstrate.