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“You’ve been hiding, little Fox.” Ky smirks as he crests the top of the stairs.
I shrug and roll my eyes. “I’m sure you’ve got every camera in this place trained on me. Not to mention, I bet you’re sick enough to have planted something on me.” I close the book in my lap and tilt my head to one side, studying him through narrowed slits. “That’s how all you assholes keep track of your possessions, isn’t it?”
He scratches at his bearded jaw and lets out a laugh that is equal parts dark and seductive. Add that to the fact he’s shirtless and wearing those slutty low-slung sweats of his hugging his trim hips; I’m defenseless against his onslaught of magnetism.
Embers start to flare up, burning low in my stomach like a wildfire.
He doesn’t confirm or deny my suspicions.
I know, without a doubt, that this place is crawling with cameras. I’ve spotted many of them as I’ve spent my days mooching around in here. Although, I’m testing him with my jibe about putting a tracker inside me because that part is uncertain to me…but I should know by now not to shove my hand inside a steel trap if I don’t want to risk losing a finger or two.
“I’ll be here to train with you in the morning.” Ky ignores me, closing the distance between us. He sets his phone down on the table beside me before reaching into my lap, picking up my book with a curious expression. As he does so, the backs of his fingers lightly brush the inside of my bare thigh, and that minuscule point of contact leaves my core clenching in response.
My heart is trying to climb out of my throat at his proximity. Being here with him this late at night feels too sensual—too intimate.
Like it would be far too easy to fall into a very tempting ambush.
“Is that all you came here to inform me?” I huff. Desperate to ignore the roar of my pulse inside my ears.
“Thought you might be lonely up here.”
“You could have sent a text.”
His lips twist. “Oh, but where’s the fun in that? You wouldn’t get to see my pretty face.”
“You’re ridiculous.”
“But you’re not denying it.”
“I’m not denying what?”
“That you think I’m pretty, baby girl.”
God, this conversation is veering into dangerous territory, fast. If I was smart, I’d be slipping past this man and taking myself back to my room as fast as my legs can carry me.
Obviously, tonight, I am not in possession of a single intelligent brain cell. What were we talking about again? Right…training with him in the morning.
I latch onto that point.
“Maybe I don’t want that—to train with you anymore.” Even as I add that last part on, my eyes bounce all over his torso. Because damn him, he is so fucking pretty. Not only that, but his cock is right at my eye level, with an unmistakable outline in the dark gray fabric. I dart out my tongue to wet my lips, and that small movement snags his gaze.
Ky tosses my book onto the table beside me, and the thud makes me jump a little.
The evening has closed in, and I’ve only got the small lamp turned on beside the armchair to fill the gloom, which makes his angular features look even more sinful than ever.
This spells danger to be here alone with him like this. Especially when there’s nothing but shadows and heat wrapping around the two of us.
“Or maybe you do want it, and you’re lying, baby girl.” Those mossy green eyes of his draw me in every fucking time.
“No, I’m not—I don’t.” I’m spluttering. This conversation is clearly not just about self-defense lessons or training together in the gym anymore.
He leans over me, spreading those muscular arms of his wide, and grips the armrests. The move forces me backward until I’m as far as I can go, sunk into the soft cushioning of the chair. My strappy cotton dress that I threw on over the top of my bikini earlier today after swimming feels like it is going to burn to cinders.
“Your mouth keeps saying no. But your body gives away your secrets.” Right on cue, goosebumps pepper my bare arms. I can feel the heavy fullness in my breasts with how turned on I am, surrounded by his intoxicating scent and charm.
I’m like one of those fish you see on nature documentaries, trapped in the glowing light produced by a deep sea monster. One that is designed specifically to lure their prey into row upon row of needle-sharp teeth.
“You’re all sick. Just a bunch of depraved assholes who abuse women like me for your own selfish wants.”
