Miss Sin (Sin, #3)

by S.J. Tilly

“I’m not tough. I’m not an alpha.” A slow smirk pulls across his face as he straightens to his full height. “Don’t worry, Darling,” he pulls his suit coat off and tosses it aside. “I’m alpha enough for the both of us.”

“You don’t get to act all jealous. It’s not like we’re dating. Unless I missed some imaginary conversation between us.” “I’m sorry, I figured being 9 inches down your throat was hint enough," he deadpans. “Need me to ask your parents for permission?”

I smile into the dark. “I wouldn’t have pegged you for a cuddler.” “You won’t be pegging me at all.” It takes me a moment to realize what he said, but when I do, I burst into laughter.