As he sat glaring at the couple dancing in his view his brother Savron came home. Seconds later yelling started, and Brandon stood up and walked to his mate. It was time to leave.
“Come on, Jess. It’s time for us to leave.” Travis pulled Jezebel towards the front door only to pause. “Do you think we should go help Zeck?”
Jezebel shook her head then clutched it and groaned. “No. I thinks it’s best theys sort it outs between themselves.”
Jezebel pulled herself out of Travis’s hold and stumbled towards him only to pause and realize what she’d done. She spun and almost fell, but her friend Travis’s arms came around her to steady her. Brandon bit his cheek so he didn’t growl. His mate was drunk.
“Let’s gos. Cans I crashs at your houses tonight? Mys parents woulds be homes by now, and I don’t wants them to sees me like this.” Jezebel moved out of Travis’s hold and took a couple of steps to the door.
“No.” Brandon snarled and had had it with her ignoring him. He went to his mate, who was about to fall.
“Sure,” Travis said, beating him to Jezebel.
Brandon wanted to take her home. He didn’t want her friend to take her to his house. Jezebel was his mate. She wasn’t staying at another guy’s house. He snarled at Travis, “You have had alcohol. I have had none. I will take Jezebel home.”
“Jess.” Brandon turned to his mate. Her gaze was narrowed on him, and her hands were on her hips as she swayed. “Only my mother and father call me Jezebel. My name is Jess.”
“Why did you introduce yourself as Jezebel, and not Jess then?”
Jezebel’s hands fell from her waist, and she shrugged. “I don’ts know. I didn’t thinks you would want to takes me home or sits watching me all night. Why have yous been watching?”
Jezebel swayed drunkenly. She was gorgeous even in her state. He debated what to tell her. Brandon had watched Savron and didn’t want to make the same mistakes he’d done. “I’ve been watching you because you’re beautiful.”
Jezebel snorted. “I thought you said you haven’t drunks. I think you haves, and you needs to adjust your beers goggles. I not beautiful, not likes you. I’m shorted and fats. With plain brown hairs and eyes that can’t decide if they want to be greens or blue.”
He growled as she gestured with her hands. Brandon glanced up to see what Travis’s reaction was to his mate’s cruel words about herself. Travis’s brows furrowed and he was frowning, but Travis didn’t say anything to assure Jezebel.
Wrapping his arm around Jezebel as she took a step towards the door, Brandon steadied her. “Come on, sweetheart. I’ll take you home.”
Jezebel weakly pushed him away. “I don’t know youz. I’mz not going with you.”
Ignoring her, he picked her up. She squealed, and her arms wrapped around his neck to stabilize herself.
“Put me downs before you hurts yourself. I’m too heavy.”
Brandon cradled her in his arms. “No. I like you in my arms. You don’t weigh much.”
Jezebel snorted, and it turned into a giggle as Travis followed behind him.
“Thanks for picking her up. She was about to fall. Can you put her in the passenger seat of my car?”
“No. I told you she’s not going home with you. I want her safe. You’ve had a drink. I’ve seen you.”
“I can’t go homes.” Jezebel hiccupped as she spoke.
“Why not?” Brandon asked.
“’Cos I’m drunks. Even though it’s me birthday they get really madz.”
Travis groaned beside him. “Jess, I’m so sorry. I can’t believe Zeck and I forgot.”
Brandon felt Jezebel tense in his arms. “I can’t believe you guys forgot either. I think the god that’s carrying me is right. I’ll get him to take me homes. He smells real goods. His body is likes I thought I it would be, too. If I goes home at least I get to have a birthday perve, which is better then nofing.”
Travis’s eyes widened, and Brandon chuckled at Jezebel’s drunken ramble. “I smell good, do I, sweetheart?”
“Mmm, I’ma gonna have sweet dreams tonight. I used to fantasize about yous brothers, Carl and Tyler. They me brothers’ friends.”
His lion roared in his head that they would rip their litter-mates apart. Brandon wouldn’t ever let them near his mate. “No more of them. Only me.”
“Uha. You the best of the lot, I thinks.”
He come to his car and let one of his hands fall from his mate as he opened his passenger door. He gently placed his Jezebel in and shut the door. Travis got up in his face as he turned to go to the driver’s side.