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“You.” His eyes didn’t waver from mine for one second.
“I entertain you?”
“Youpleaseme.”
“Well, you happen todisplease me.”
Telltale heat swept up my cheeks. I looked away, toward the house lights, to stop myself from kissing him.
“Did you know that the octopus perishes after it mates? The species exercises external fertilization.” He tightened his grip on me. “Several males either insert their spermatophores into the female or hand her the sperm. Then, the males leave to die. The female lays the eggs. Once those hatch, her body suffers ‘cellular suicide,’ starting from the optic glands.”
I almost snorted. “Zachary Sun.”
“Yes, Farrow Ballantine?”
“Your dirty talk is one of the worst I’ve encountered.”
He laughed, his chest vibrating and rumbling against me.
I rested my cheek against him. “So, what you’re saying is that consummating our attraction will end in death?”
He pushed the balcony doors open and took the stairway to the second floor. “What I’m saying is—desire is a messy business, especially for intelligent creatures.”
“But?”
“But it’s worth it.”
He carried me to his bedroom, where he laid me on the bed beforeproceeding to his bathroom.
The sound of water hitting his massive claw tub traveled toward me. Lavender filled the air.
A bath bomb.
He hated scented products.
Zach turned off the faucet and approached me, his slacks still drenched with pool water.
I licked my lips as he picked me up again. “You should join me in the bath.”
What a screwed-up relationship we had, always ping-ponging from enemies to lovers.
Zach didn’t answer, placing me on the edge of the tub and loosening the string holding my bikini top together. The top fell to the floor with a wet smack.
He drank in an eyeful before hooking his thumbs on either side of my bikini bottom, sliding it down my legs.
He sank my naked body into the bathtub, spilling my hair over the edge. I could barely feel the water. My body had gone numb from the cold.
Slowly, my nerve-endings defrosted, regaining sensation. I tipped my head back against the edge and stared at him, drunk with desire.
My frustration dissolved into pleasure, uncurling as my body blossomed with yearning. He still stood to the side, watching me like a hawk, his cock erect and plastered to his thigh.
I arched a brow. “See something you like?”
“Like is an understatement.” He ran a hand down his slacks, pretending to smooth an invisible wrinkle, squeezing his cock in the process. “And therein lies the problem.”
“What problem?” I batted my lashes. “I thought this was just a temporary agreement.”
“It is. I’ve always had issues parting ways with my favorite toys.”
