Glitch (Next Level, #1)

by Briana Michaels

He leans into me and growls, “Brat.” He knew that about me already. I never hold my tongue when we play online, and it’s time I learn to not hold back in all aspects of my life. “Whatcha gonna do about it?” He drags his eyes down my body. “Fuck around and find out.” I’m on fire.

I want to provide for and protect her. Worship her morning, noon, and night. The thought of anyone else doing it makes me murderous.

To be the center of his attention is like I’m the sun he orbits around.