The Girl He Marked by Laila Callaway novel Chapter 2

My mum is on the grill whilst Dad sets the table, I grab some plates and help him so that Mum can't complain I'm not doing anything.

'Don't worry, she's invited other people as well, you just have to socialize, she'll drop this subject as soon as you find someone to take,' Dad tells me and I bitterly wish that I could take Rixon.

I conveniently head back inside to prepare more food when the guests start to arrive, I hope my mum hasn't told them why she's invited them today. I'm only alone for a few minutes before she comes inside.

'Lexi! Go outside and say hello to our guests,' she scolds, and I roll my eyes at her.

'Have you told them why you invited them'

'No of course not, I just said it was a friendly get—together, your friends Aria and Lucia are out there,' she says, and I decided it might not be so bad after all.

I sit with my girls and chat politely to the four guys my mother has invited; they all seem sweet enough, but I have absolutely no interest in them. All of them are about half the size of Rixon, I don't think I can ever be with another man again after having him inside of me. He's ruined me for all other men, and I don't care.

'Do you think Jasper would mind coming to a ball with me' I ask Aria about her gay best friend.

'Um no, he loves that kind of thing, why' She asks curiously, I've only met Jasper a couple of times.

'My mum is trying to force me to take someone, and I can't be arsed to deal with that right now, so I need a safe date who won't grope me,' I explain, and she laughs.

'Yeah, I think Jasper would be up for it,' she replies, now I've just got to run the idea past Rixon.

I can see my Mum sending me signals to talk more to the guys, so I ignore her, collect the dirty dishes and head into the kitchen to wash up. I slip on the washing—up gloves and get to work on the plates. I hear the back door go and I groan.

'Mum seriously, just let it—' I jump as two large hands squeeze my waist and I relax as Rixon's intoxicating smell fills my nose.

'I'm definitely not your Mum,' he whispers huskily in my ear and kisses down my jaw to my neck.

'What are you doing here' I breathe, anxiously glancing out the window at the table full of my friends, parents and guests on the lawn.

'I couldn't wait until this evening,' he says, he reaches down and tugs on my dress, 'I like this though, reminds me of the one you wore in that bathroom,' he comments, dragging the dress up to reveal my ass.

'Stop that, everyone is outside,' I gesture, and he glances over my shoulder and frowns.