Page 89 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“Why are you being a bitch?”

Her eyes widen.

“I didn’t mean… I… Jesus.” I blow out a breath, then step closer, forcing her back against the wall. She sucks in a breath as she stares up at me, her outburst momentarily halting. “What are you doing? Are you dancing with pricks now? Going home with them?”

“Are you kissing fiancées now?” She fires back before slamming her mouth shut.

“You were at the hotel today?”

She looks to the side, her lips pressed into a firm line.

“Mads?” I turn her chin toward me, and she meets my eyes reluctantly. Her gaze drops to my mouth before she drags it up again. “You’re jealous.”

“I’m not.” She jerks her chin out of my grip.

“You are.”

“I said, I’m not, Logan. Do you need your ears tested?” Her eyes glitter with energy as she scowls. But I know that energy, I understand it now. It’s like Sterling said.It’s full of passion.Me and her together could never be muted or flat, or anything other than burning with need for each other. No matter how much she tries to deny it.

“You care.”

The corners of my lips curl, and hope blooms in my chest like rain finally falling into the cracks on parched earth. And from there, it spreads, flowing, rushing, until there’s a raving fucking river headed toward the sea.

She’s fucking jealous.

“I don’t!”

The corners of my mouth stretch wider. “Sure sounds like it.”

“Get over yourself.” A blush creeps over her cheeks.

“How can I? When I can’t get over you?”

She gasps.

I fall serious, urgency lacing my voice. “All I’ve done since we got back to London is wish I could get back on that fucking plane and take you with me. Admit you want me too, Mads. Do us both a favor andfucking admit it.”

“You need to forget about Italy.” Her eyes drop to my lips again, making blood race to my dick.

“I don’t want to forget about it. Do you?”

She doesn’t answer.

“I can’t forget about it. You know we’re good together, Mads.” I lower my mouth to her ear and kiss her pulse.

She shivers as my breath fans over her neck.

“You and me are never going to happen, Logan.Never.”

“We alreadyarehappening.” I press closer against her body, her resulting sharp intake of breath only fueling me to keep going. To not give up on her.

She looks at me from beneath her lashes. My guilt over Drew sails off into the fucking sunset with one look at Maddy’s face. One touch of her hair. One inhale of her scent.The sight of another guy’s hands on her body.

“You’re delusional.”

I press my erection into her. She moans as it makes contact, and the sound draws a primal groan from my chest.

“You still want me. Admit it. I thought you meant it when you walked away from me without looking back. But you wouldn’t be getting jealous now if that were true. And your heart wouldn’t be beating in your chest as hard as it is.” I rest my palm over the curve of her breast.

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