Brandon waited out in the chilly night for Elle to finish. He’d spent most of the night inside the diner eating and watching her work. When she bent over he got so many sinful thoughts that he’d spent most of the night rock-hard. Lewis stood waiting with him. Darcy and Drake had left several hours ago. Their disapproval filled the air around them. The pack were slowly finding out about Lori taking Elle’s place by his side for this visit. He’d need to have a meeting to explain his decision. The scent of disapproval came off Lewis.
“Go on, spill,” Brandon said, folding his arms.
“I’m not saying a fucking word. I’ve said everything
that needs to be said. You know my position, and I’m not backing down from it.” Lewis was waiting for Layla to finish.