Alpha’s Badass Mate novel

---- squished together. He may or may not have been distracted by the passionate kiss, but he's insistent on getting Monika to stop. Except Monika ends up convincing him to keep on receiving these gifts. "Don't make it uncomfortable," Monika says. " Money is nothing to me when it comes to you." Monika states it so simply and easily, as if it's a universally accepted truth, as if it's about the sun that rises in the east and sets in the west. "But not this much," Sam protests.

"Monika, I'm your boyfriend, your mate, not your sugar baby," Sam reasons, and Monika's mouth snaps shut with a click. She stares for a moment, eyes searching and brows furrowed together, then relents after a while and says, "Okay." "Okay," Sam echoes back. "But you have to understand... all this," Monika gestures vaguely around Sam's room. "I bought them for you because I want you to be comfortable, okay?

I want you to sleep well, I want you to sit well, and I want you to have fun and be happy." "Okay," Sam says. "T don't know how to take care of you like you take ---- care of me; this is the only way I know how." Sam kisses her then, long, sweet, and desperate , his hands supporting Monika's neck and back and her fingers massaging softly. "T don't hate them, Monika, and I'm sorry if I made you think that I do," Sam says into her mouth.

"I like them a lot; it just makes me feel self-conscious to receive so many extravagant gifts." "You make me so happy, and I only ever want to make you happy in return," Monika replies. "I'll tone it down, I promise." Sam kisses Monika's mouth again, then rests their foreheads together. "Thank you; I'll try to get used to them too." "You don't have to." "T want to," Sam clarifies . "I'm happy when you're happy, and vice versa.

I'm going to try." Monika smiles then, small and pretty, and they lace their fingers together. The rings around Monika's fingers press into her like a brand, like a promise.