Tasting Nora-Pleasing Her Stepbrother Mates novel Chapter 117

117–He Is Embarrassed Of Me. 

Nora: 

“Nora!” I heard a call from behind me as I walked through the hallway with my bag. Almost everyone had left, so it was pretty much just me. and the caller. 

“Brody!” I gave him a fake smile, trying to look upbeat and unbothered. 

“You were amazing at the training ground today,” he said, his hands. on his waist. I instantly rolled my eyes at his lie. 

“Oh come on, I was dying!” I joked, and he began to laugh. 

There was an awkwardness surrounding us for some reason, but I knew it was because of something he had to say. 

He was constantly itching the back of his neck and his scalp, rocking back and forth as if trying to gather some courage to say it. 

“What is up?” I finally asked him, and he sighed. 

“You never told me what your plans were about that date–” he paused when he saw me struggle to make eye contact with him. 

“It’s been a really tough week. I was hoping I could answer you some other day,” I hated that I was dragging it out so much. But I was a bit nervous about my dynamics with the brothers at home. 

“That’s alright. I am sorry if I am being too pushy,” he instantly stepped back and raised his arms to show defeat. I wanted to tell him I had already found mates and that the little spark we felt before could no 

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longer go anywhere. 

But then I was so worried he would turn on me that I held it in. First Natalya, and now him. That would be too much. 

“I will go now,” I uttered, pointing at my destination. 

“Okay! Have a good day. I will see you tomorrow,” he whispered, and I walked away with my head down and so many thoughts crowding my mind. 

Once I was out of school, I hopped on behind Ryker and put on the helmet. It didn’t dawn on me until he stopped in the middle of the road near the woods that he had been awfully silent. Of course, something was going on in his head, so he parked his bike that way. 

“Why are we stopping here?” I asked, instantly recalling the long drive he spoke about. “Are we going somewhere?” I asked excitedly. 

He took off his helmet and placed it on the bike, pacing away to run his hands through his hair and gasp for breath. 

“Ryker! Did something happen?” I inquired, and he finally stopped wandering around to face me. 

“What was Brody talking with you about?” he inquired, his hands on his waist and his head tilted. Right off the bat, I didn’t like his judgmental stares. 

“Oh, that–” I sighed, wondering if I should tell him or if it would bother him too much. 

“Yeah, that—what was that all about?” he questioned more sternly, making me rethink if I should even tell him a lie. He seemed so worked up already. 

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“Nora!” he asked again, and this time, I turned my back on him. 

“He had asked me out on a date,” I replied and covered my face in my hands, hoping when I opened my eyes, all my worries would have vanished. 

“Huh? Tell me you denied it,” he insisted, and I had to uncover my face to look at him with defeat in my eyes. 

“Are you kidding me?” he understood I didn’t deny it directly. 

“I asked him for some time—it’s just that last time when he asked, I was already upset with you, and then this time–,” I instantly shut up, watching Ryker narrow his eyes at me. 

“He asked you twice, and you haven’t answered him?” Ryker hissed, his eyes showing the type of anger I bet he showed towards the 

monsters. 

“Ryker! I don’t even know what I am going to reject him for. Who am I denying him for?” I finally grabbed my courage and demanded an answer from him. 

“For me,” he replied much more authoritatively. 

“And I can tell him that I am not going out on a date with him because I already found my mate, who is going to accept me?” It was not how I wanted to discuss this topic. I hated being the one to bring it up, but he had been avoiding it as if it wasn’t even an issue. 

The anger and authority on his face that scared me a minute ago vanished, and he took a deep breath before shaking his head. 

“No!” he answered under his breath, barely audible while he hid his face and pinched the bridge of his nose to hide his sight. 

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“Huh? You are not going to ever tell anyone we are mates?” My tone changed this time. 

“Ahh! Not right now,” he took a deep breath, sighing repeatedly, but it only made things worse for me. 

“Why not?” I asked, not even blinking, and he noticed that I was super serious about this topic now. 

“Because it is—too soon,” he uttered, still hiding his eyes from me.