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When did he become such a Goody-Two-shoes? “No prob.”
“So what do you think?”
“Of what?”
He scowled and averted his head, but not before I caught a flash of hurt. “Nothing.”
He walked off, and I grabbed his shoulder. “Where are you going?”
“Do you care?” He spun around and glared at me. “You know, I wasn’t the only one all hot and bothered. It was your hand down my—”
I clamped my hand over his mouth. There were people all around us. I would rather not be fodder for gossip during my short time here.
“Not here.”
He removed my hand from his mouth. “Then let’s go.”
“Go where?”
“Our spot. Grab those containers for me. Don’t worry about the stall. Someone will break those down.”
Oh hell, what was I doing? I didn’t even know anymore. I helped him bring everything to his truck.
Then I got cold feet. “I should see if Gladys is all right.”
He circled my wrist. “Call her. I’m not letting you go.”
He wasn’t kidding. He held on to my wrist while I called Gladys to let her know I might be home a little later than planned. All the time, Maddix watched me, sending butterflies swarming into my stomach. Apparently, I still got off on him shamelessly acting like he couldn’t live without me.
We got into his truck, and he drove off so fast I had to clutch the dashboard. I gritted my teeth.
“I know you’re eager, but it won’t do us any good if we wind up dead. I’m not an expert on how sex works for ghosts.”
“Sorry.”
He slowed down—a bit—and before I knew it, he parked at our spot: the abandoned millhouse. I hopped out of the truck but had barely taken a step when he was in my face, stopping me with a hand on my chest.
“Now where were we?” he asked. “Ah, I remember. You’re acting like I was the only one into what we did. How can you touch me like that, then act indifferent, as if none of that meant something to you?”
“Because it can’t mean anything to me. To us. Our lives are too different. Your life is here. Mine is back in Atlanta.”
“But Gladys wants you to come back. She says you can do your job remotely. You work with computers and shit. It’ll be easy for you to return.”
“Come on, Maddie. I’ve been away for ten years. I’ve built a life in Atlanta. You expect me to move back after being here for six days?”
He fell silent, his face turning red. “Fuck.”
“Hey.” I touched his shoulder. “That doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy my time here.”
He nodded but didn’t say anything. I took his face in my hands and kissed him. The way he kissed me back was full of malice and spite, barely giving me anything back. I withdrew just a little.
“It’s been a long time since I’ve had you on all fours, Maddie. You telling me you don’t want that? Because I remember a time just a kiss would make you beg to be fucked.”
“Shut up.” He growled. “Meet me on top of the roof.”
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