Emily's pov
If I could earn money for how many times I blushed today, I'd be a millionaire.
Bryson's palm was still on my ass, and he stopped moving towards the car.
He turns around a couple of times. Being dangled upside down didn't make me see who or what he was looking for. So I had to resort to asking him and then demanding that he place me back on my feet.
"What are you looking for and put me down you big idiot." I smacked his butt and he growled.
Stupid alpha male.
"I'm looking for an audience. I need them to fuel those rumors." He uttered without a care in the world.
My heart leapt.
Bryson was crazy to want to fuel these rumors. What would his mate think when he finds her?!
"Bryson stop kidding around and place me down on my feet." I demanded with a harsh blush on my face.
