The Mane Event
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Screaming, Ronnie exploded. Her claws tore into the marble counter leaving deep gouges, and her body shook from the strength of her climax.
Shaw finally unclamped from her shoulder and roared out his orgasm. His entire body shuddered behind her and his grip tightened around her body.
Slumped over the counter, the two of them panted and didnt speak.
Ronnie didnt know what to say. What did you say to a man who just made you his for eternity?
Especially when she had the distinct feeling the big-haired idiot hadnt even realized it.
Chapter Fifteen
O nly the sounds of their harsh breaths filled the large kitchen. Brendon still rested against her and he could feel her body shake beneath his with every rough pant.
Shes mine.
That one thought kept ringing through his head. Over and over.
Shes mine.
Shed always be his. Just as he would always be hers.
Brendons lips curved into a smile and he hugged her close. Shes mine.
Get off me, Brendon.
Whoa. That didnt sound good. Especially when she used his first name. She never called him by his first name. And shed never sounded that cold before. Not ever.
Now. Get off me now.
Slowly, Brendon stood straight, gently pulling out of her. He stepped back, quickly disposing of the condom and tucking himself back into his jeans.
Ronnie pushed away from the counter and reached down to grab her shorts. He watched her silently pull the denim on, tug her shirt back into place, turn, and head out of his kitchen. The entire time she never said a word and she never looked at him.
He followed her as she walked to his front door, opened it, and walked to his elevator. She pressed the call button and the doors immediately opened. She stepped inside, pushed a button, and finally looked up at him.
Confused and a little panicked, he demanded, Where are you going? You promised youd tell me if you were going to be gone for a while.
Youre right. I did. She gave a casual shrug. Europe.
Refusing to believe he heard her correctly, What?
Europe. Im going to Europe. See ya.
Then the doors slammed shut in his face.
Ronnie walked out into the main lobby, her eyes focused on the floor. She needed to go. She needed to run. She needed to do something but stay here and face this. She couldnt face this.
She pushed open the front door of the hotel and stepped outside. After walking past the doormen who helped new arrivals, she stood on the corner. It could have been minutes she stood there or hours, she didnt know.
You may wanna put on some shoes.
Ronnie looked down at her big feet and realized that not only did she not have on shoes, she still only had on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.No wonder she felt cold.
She looked up into the handsome face of Mitch Shaw.
Concerned, he asked, Sweetie, are you okay?
Im leaving. Before I get trapped any more than I am, Im leaving, she spewed out.
Leaving? Now? You sure thats a good idea?
I always leave. She headed down the street.
But why? You and Bren
No. No. She stopped and spun on him, slamming her hands against his chest like shed done to his sister. Unlike his sister, however, Mitch didnt move. Not even a flinch. Me and Bren nothing. Im going before I start driving a minivan and worrying about the school system.
You cant just leave him.
Well, Lord knows I cant stay! She knew she sounded hysterical. People on Manhattan streets were actually staring at her. Took a lot to get their attention.
Shaking her head, embarrassed, Ronnie walked off, Mitch right behind her.
Why are you following me?
Im walking with you. I was leaving anyway.
Ronnie stopped again and turned, Mitch walking right into her. If he hadnt grabbed her, she would have hit the ground after bouncing off all those muscles.
She immediately noted the duffel bag on his shoulder. Youre leaving, too.
He looked slightly ashamed. Yeah. Me and Marissa had this fight. She kind of stormed off andI thought maybe if I
Ran away?
Gold eyes narrowed. I dont see you sticking around.
Without answering, Ronnie again turned and walked away. She didnt want this conversation. She didnt want to talk about this. She wanted to leave. She wanted to go far away. As far away as possible.
Ronnie, wait. Mitch grabbed hold of her arm. Please wait. Im sorry.
He loves you, Mitch. You cant leave without telling him.
Mitch gave a low chuckle. He loves you, too.
She shook her head. I cant hear this. I cant She tried to pull out of his grasp, but Mitch wouldnt let her go.
Lets do this. His free hand cupped her chin, his fingers smoothing along her cheek. She knew that move. He was trying to soothe her. Calm the yipping dog before she started barking at the neighbors again.
Lets go back inside, he offered, and talk. Ill buy you a hot chocolate. We wont go anywhere until we talk. Okay?
She knew she should leave, but she didnt want Mitch to go, too. That wouldnt be fair to Shaw. Youll stay?
Shaw finally unclamped from her shoulder and roared out his orgasm. His entire body shuddered behind her and his grip tightened around her body.
Slumped over the counter, the two of them panted and didnt speak.
Ronnie didnt know what to say. What did you say to a man who just made you his for eternity?
Especially when she had the distinct feeling the big-haired idiot hadnt even realized it.
Chapter Fifteen
O nly the sounds of their harsh breaths filled the large kitchen. Brendon still rested against her and he could feel her body shake beneath his with every rough pant.
Shes mine.
That one thought kept ringing through his head. Over and over.
Shes mine.
Shed always be his. Just as he would always be hers.
Brendons lips curved into a smile and he hugged her close. Shes mine.
Get off me, Brendon.
Whoa. That didnt sound good. Especially when she used his first name. She never called him by his first name. And shed never sounded that cold before. Not ever.
Now. Get off me now.
Slowly, Brendon stood straight, gently pulling out of her. He stepped back, quickly disposing of the condom and tucking himself back into his jeans.
Ronnie pushed away from the counter and reached down to grab her shorts. He watched her silently pull the denim on, tug her shirt back into place, turn, and head out of his kitchen. The entire time she never said a word and she never looked at him.
He followed her as she walked to his front door, opened it, and walked to his elevator. She pressed the call button and the doors immediately opened. She stepped inside, pushed a button, and finally looked up at him.
Confused and a little panicked, he demanded, Where are you going? You promised youd tell me if you were going to be gone for a while.
Youre right. I did. She gave a casual shrug. Europe.
Refusing to believe he heard her correctly, What?
Europe. Im going to Europe. See ya.
Then the doors slammed shut in his face.
Ronnie walked out into the main lobby, her eyes focused on the floor. She needed to go. She needed to run. She needed to do something but stay here and face this. She couldnt face this.
She pushed open the front door of the hotel and stepped outside. After walking past the doormen who helped new arrivals, she stood on the corner. It could have been minutes she stood there or hours, she didnt know.
You may wanna put on some shoes.
Ronnie looked down at her big feet and realized that not only did she not have on shoes, she still only had on a pair of shorts and a T-shirt.No wonder she felt cold.
She looked up into the handsome face of Mitch Shaw.
Concerned, he asked, Sweetie, are you okay?
Im leaving. Before I get trapped any more than I am, Im leaving, she spewed out.
Leaving? Now? You sure thats a good idea?
I always leave. She headed down the street.
But why? You and Bren
No. No. She stopped and spun on him, slamming her hands against his chest like shed done to his sister. Unlike his sister, however, Mitch didnt move. Not even a flinch. Me and Bren nothing. Im going before I start driving a minivan and worrying about the school system.
You cant just leave him.
Well, Lord knows I cant stay! She knew she sounded hysterical. People on Manhattan streets were actually staring at her. Took a lot to get their attention.
Shaking her head, embarrassed, Ronnie walked off, Mitch right behind her.
Why are you following me?
Im walking with you. I was leaving anyway.
Ronnie stopped again and turned, Mitch walking right into her. If he hadnt grabbed her, she would have hit the ground after bouncing off all those muscles.
She immediately noted the duffel bag on his shoulder. Youre leaving, too.
He looked slightly ashamed. Yeah. Me and Marissa had this fight. She kind of stormed off andI thought maybe if I
Ran away?
Gold eyes narrowed. I dont see you sticking around.
Without answering, Ronnie again turned and walked away. She didnt want this conversation. She didnt want to talk about this. She wanted to leave. She wanted to go far away. As far away as possible.
Ronnie, wait. Mitch grabbed hold of her arm. Please wait. Im sorry.
He loves you, Mitch. You cant leave without telling him.
Mitch gave a low chuckle. He loves you, too.
She shook her head. I cant hear this. I cant She tried to pull out of his grasp, but Mitch wouldnt let her go.
Lets do this. His free hand cupped her chin, his fingers smoothing along her cheek. She knew that move. He was trying to soothe her. Calm the yipping dog before she started barking at the neighbors again.
Lets go back inside, he offered, and talk. Ill buy you a hot chocolate. We wont go anywhere until we talk. Okay?
She knew she should leave, but she didnt want Mitch to go, too. That wouldnt be fair to Shaw. Youll stay?
