Free Guarding His Obsession by Alexa Riley Page A

easy feat with his Hulk-sized body.
    Elle pushes in, not waiting to be invited.
    “You got it all done?” she huffs, and I just stare at her. She doesn’t look her normal self. In fact, she looks like I look after a long night with Drake. Her blonde hair is messy, her normally perfectly-pressed dress shirt looks like it was picked up off the floor and just thrown on.
    “You said I’d have it by now,” she goes on. I know she’s frustrated with me. I keep telling her I’m almost done but then get distracted. She doesn’t want us to look flaky.
    “It’s Drake’s fault. I told him I had to work and he wouldn’t let me leave the bed.” I stretch the truth and push him towards her, but he doesn’t move. Freaking concrete boulder.
    “Yeah, because I’m going to peel your sweet ass off me when you wrap yourself around me.”
    I totally did do that this morning. Normally, Drake wakes up before me to go work out, but this morning I somehow woke before him. Needless to say, he didn’t go to the gym this morning. I also didn’t finish my coding for Ensore’s new system.
    “God, if I didn’t love the look you put on my sister’s face, I’d want to smack you both for being so annoyingly adorable.”
    “You’re one to talk,” I shoot back at her.
    “Hey, I’m just using him for sex.”
    “I knew it! You did it!” I point my finger at her. She hasn’t given me anything about what’s going on between her and Pink except for the make-out sessions I’ve seen, but I haven’t seen a ton of her these past two weeks. I turn my pointer finger to Drake. “Double wedding is back on.”
    Drake grabs my finger before biting the end of it, then kissing it. “You want your double wedding, I’ll make sure you get it, cupcake.”
    “Drake says I can have anything I want,” I confirm to Elle.
    “Is that so?” She crosses her arms and looks at me with a doubtful expression.
    I just nod because it’s true. There’s not one thing I’ve asked for that I haven’t gotten. But all I seem to ask for is orgasms and food. Oh, and all The X-Files on Blu-ray.
    “Can you make Pink stop following me around?” She raises an eyebrow, knowing that maybe Drake could make Pink leave her alone. He’s Pink’s boss, but I don’t think Drake telling him to leave her alone would work.
    “Veto!” I yell before leaning towards Drake. “I can veto stuff, right?”
    “Yeah, cupcake, you can veto stuff.”
    “See?” I nod again, confirming that I get whatever I want. I think I’m more poking Elle than anything because before Drake she would have been all, “Why do you need The X-Files on Blu-ray? They are all on Netflix.”
    “Code, Zoey. I’m not joking anymore. We signed a contract.”
    “Okay, okay. I can have it all wrapped up in a few hours. It’s all done. I just want to run a few more tests on it.”
    “Thank you.”
    “When I’m done, do you want to start planning our double wedding? I found these board things that you pin stuff to online called Pinterest. WeddingMama1245 told me all the good places to find stuff to pin.”
    “WeddingMama1245?” Elle says, laughing.
    “She’s no joke. Don’t let the name fool you,” I say. I only tried to question WeddingMama1245 on something the other day and she snapped at me, saying she wasn’t going to give me links anymore. I thought about just hacking her and seeing what she was looking at, but I just said sorry instead. I didn’t want to lose my WeddingMama1245 connection.
    “I wasn’t done with you.” I hear a growl and turn to see Pink standing in the doorway wearing only a pair of shorts. He looks like he just got out of the shower.
    “You’re such a caveman. You don’t dismiss me,” Elle retorts.
    “I’ll show you caveman when I get that baby planted in you.”
    “I can’t believe you just said that.” Elle’s words come out all breathy. The same way mine do when Drake gives me his predatory eyes that I know are going to have me flat on my back in