Free ROMANCE: Mason (Bad Boy Alpha Male Stepbrother Romance Boxset) (New Adult Contemporary Stepbrother Romance Collection) by Elisa Elliot Page B

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    “Then how should we get to know one another?”
    “Who says we have to?” Sasha asked glibly.
    “Look,” Chris said, standing up and walking over to Sasha. He plucked the pamphlet out of her hand, giving it a brief once-over before tossing it onto the bed. “I’m a Beta, and I know, as headstrong as you are, you wouldn’t be here if you weren’t given a command from your Alpha. And, I was told you were a Beta. So, we both have extreme incentives to make this work. So, like it or not, we’re going to get to know one another. I just thought you’d like some input into how we go about doing so.”
    Sasha was silent for a long moment, mulling over his words distastefully and considering her options. Finally, with a deep sigh, she said, “Alright, let’s go.”
    “Where are we going?” Chris asked, following behind her.
    “To the liquor store; if I’m going to act like a teenaged schoolgirl at a slumber party and play twenty questions with you, I’m sure as hell not doing it sober.”
    Chris smiled, “To the liquor store it is then.”
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    For such a small town, there were quite a few stores advertising alcohol in the area, all sporting exceedingly creative names.
    Finally, Chris pulled into the parking lot of a store titled Tipsy Tilly’s and got out of the car, quickly running around to the passenger side to open the door for Sasha.
    “Thank you,” she said curtly, getting out and adjusting her blouse that the seatbelt had let drift to the side.
    Chris winked, noticing her adjustment and internally pouting just a bit at the disappearance of her white lace bra and ample cleavage.
    “Eyes up here,” Sasha smirked, pointing to her own brown eyes before turning away and sauntering into the store.
    Chris didn’t mind the embarrassment, instead tilting his head to get a better angle to view her swaying hips. When deciding on whether or not Sasha would be a good fit for Chris, Chris’ Alpha had asked if he was a ‘boobs man’ or an ‘ass man’. Chris had politely and a bit embarrassedly declined to answer. So, it appeared his Alpha got him the best of both worlds.
    “So, what’s your poison of choice?” Chris asked, catching up to Sasha.
    “Vodka or tequila,” Sasha said, her red high-heels clicking against the linoleum as she perused the aisle. “I assume you’re going to be paying?”
    “Tis the gentlemanly way m’lady.”
    Sasha smiled in spite of herself. “Excellent, then I can get the good stuff.”
    “How good is good?” Chris asked, a bit worried for his wallet’s sake at the mischievous smile Sasha gave him in reply.
    He picked up a basket, following behind her like a dutiful puppy as she picked up bottles, inspected them, and put them back down.
    After ten minutes, they were at the checkout counter with a $50 bottle of tequila and a $65 bottle of vodka, a chaser, plastic cups, and two penguin shaped shot glasses that Sasha had adorably insisted on.
    “You weren’t kidding when you said only the best.” Chris joked, dutifully paying for the items and thanking the cashier when she handed him the bag.
    Sasha smiled, walking to the car with Chris in step with her. “Well, I did pass up the $300 bottle of wine so, it could be better.”
    “Are you always this difficult?” Chris asked, getting into the car and buckling his seat. He looked over to Sasha, frowning when she didn’t buckle her own seatbelt. “And buckle up; click it or ticket.”
    “It’s a short drive, and the speed limit is 25 here, I’m sure I’ll be fine.”
    “Nope, not on my watch. My mately duties require that I protect you, and ensuring that you are safe in a car is part of that.”
    “Oh please, you’re just trying to get me to buckle up in the hopes that it’ll pull down my shirt a little bit.”
    “Yes,” Chris admitted bluntly, “but I’m also genuinely concerned for your safety. There is no chance that I’m moving this car an inch until you buckle up.”
    “Well don’t hold