Her CEO Stalker and Her Second Chance Mate (Adelaide) novel Chapter 54

Chapter 54

Carter

We had been watching a zombie marathon when Briar dozed off against my shoulder. I gently pulled her to me as I shifted my body to stretch out with hers on top of mine. It was no use being uncomfortable. I brushed some hair

out of her face and contemplated the day’s events as I unconsciously played with the ends of her hair.

Miranda had been the worst choice I had ever made. I’d never seen her like that before, I walked into the bar,

asking for a round of shots, which I had no business drinking. I had been mourning Jake and was already deep into my drinks before I arrived. When she approached me, I was so deep in my grief that I was numb and just wanted to feel something. It wasn’t something I was proud of; lying her over the bathroom sink of the grimiest bar in

town and sticking it to her. It had been her idea to begin with, the alcohol had gone so far to my head I beraly remember a damn thing.

Miranda had taken the brief encounter as a go–ahead for a relationship, which turned out to be a surprise to me. I went with it because it felt good for a hot minute, that was until her true colors began to emerge. I had asked for

some space, and she showed up at my door. I’d never invited her to my place. She had pushed her way in and tried

to, I guess, get me to change my mind by pushing sex on me. We argued, and when I ended it, she came at me,

and that’s when Tucker came flying off the back of the couch. Who would’ve thought a cat would be my most

prominent defender? When I sent her packing, Rosie had been out back running the woods but had found her way

out front, hackles raised and growling. I’d gotten a lot of grief from her crew since then, but in the end, I was the

Beta, and they were my subordinates.

No doubt they would have their sights on Briar now. I sighed; she didn’t need that shit right now. Being close to

Briar would put a target on her back from that lot. However, they had another thing coming if they thought they

could touch one hair on her beautiful, honey blonde head. I was the stand–in Beta, was I not? So if they didn’t

take the hint, there would be hell to pay.

Briar snored softly, and I grinned, before pulling the Afghan off the back of the couch to cover us. She was so

peaceful, I should just push the problems off to another day and let myself enjoy her like this, not looking over

her shoulder, everywhere she went, like I did in town today. She may not have realized, but I noticed. She’d done

well with the more accepting folks I’d tried to steer her to. She was kind and respectful, which would give her

some brownie points with the pack; she needed all she could get right now. Martha and Henry’s confirmation

would buy me time with him, but right now, that was the best I could hope for. I shifted carefully not to disturb

her as I slipped my phone from my pocket.

I texted Mazzie.

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