Free Holding On To Love by A.E. Neal

guys, but consider it done. Hell yeah. Thanks, Brody," Zac laughed and I slapped him on the back.
     
    Alex reached over and swiped the bottle of scotch from my little fox's hands and passed it to me. I tilted the bottle back and the scotch sent warmth through my body as I swallowed. I watched her intently as she sipped on the bottle of water she seemed to be holding ransom. I met her eyes and her gaze fell again. This one was going to pose a challenge, I could tell. I prayed she wasn't a virgin, otherwise my plan would be shot to hell. I'm all for banging these little beauties, but relationships were not my forte.
     
    Zac jumped up from the couch and grabbed her by the arm. She's fucking that asshole? I thought to myself briefly before my question was answered.
    "Come on, sis. This is a night to celebrate! Brody just offered our band to play here exclusively for the next year. Fucking awesome, right?" Zac said.
    Did I hear that right? Fuck me! She was his sister, hell yeah! She was his sister...oh shit! That would also pose a small problem. One I'm sure I can work through.  
    "Yeah...great. That's awesome," she said with a plastic smile.
    Bit by bit, I could see my little project turning into an even larger one every time she spoke or glanced at me. I couldn't quite put a finger on it last night, but something about her was all too familiar. My wheels turned as I tried to remember where I'd seen her or met her before and I kept coming up empty. It was going to drive me insane.  
    She leaned into her brother's hug and I saw Zac whisper something to her. For a moment, I imagined her gripping me tight while I buried my cock in her. I smiled.
    She cleared her throat and spoke loudly, "Alright, I'll come. But can you put the dog out next time? I wouldn't want to be exposed to any fleas...or STD's, for that matter."
    What. The. Fuck? Did she really just direct that at me? Alright, Sweetheart. You wanna play that game? I'm all in. 
    I felt my heart race and let out an unnecessary growl before responding. "Well, excuse the fuck out of me. I don't believe I've had the honor of making your acquaintance, Sweetheart," I scoffed. "My name is Brody and I am the owner of this fine establishment." I opened my arms wide to show her what exactly belonged to me.
    Every-fucking-thing, Sweetheart.
    Fury blazed in her eyes as she spoke with pure hatred, "I know who you are." Then she mumbled something I could barely make out.
    Shit! I'm pretty sure she just called me a pompous ass!
    This was going to be fun. "Did you just call me a pompous ass?" I laughed as I paced the room. "Well, aren't you just a peach— what's your name?" I asked.
    I stopped behind her chair and grasped her shoulders. I could feel her heart beat racing through my fingertips. She stilled for a moment and finally shook her head, "I guess some things are better left a mystery, wouldn't you agree?"
    Damn! Very clever, my little fox. So, I guess I won't get my answer tonight, but I will find out your name. I'm already satisfied knowing that you know mine and you'll probably never forget it...but just to be sure about that, this ought to take care of it. 
    I leaned down over her shoulder and inhaled her sweet scent. God, she smelled like cotton candy and scotch. It took every ounce of willpower in my body not to ravage her on this chair.
    My lips grazed her neck as I spoke softly, "I suppose I deserved that, but I will find out your name and don't think I haven't forgotten our little run-in last night." Her entire body shuddered.
    She choked out a laugh and bolted out of the chair. "As much fun as this has been, I really need to go find my friend." 
    Zac stood and rushed to her side. He bent down, said something to her that I couldn't quite make out and next thing I knew, she was gone.
    Zac turned and stared at me with furrowed brows. "What did you say to my sister?" He looked confused and pissed. Which I don't blame him for. If she had been my sister, I wouldn't let her