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"Why did you run?" he asks again.
"I didn't run away," I argue. "I just left. You were sleeping, and I needed to get ready for work. It's not my fault you sleep so deeply," I add.
He rubs his chin. "I see."
I exhale. "Also, it was a mistake. We were both drunk, and it was something that shouldn't have happened."
Gabriel's eyes darken before I finish my statement, and his face comes dangerously close to touching mine as he leans down. "It was a mistake?" He asks quietly.
Swallowing, I nod. "Yes. A mistake."
His fingers curl around my throat. Although I can feel only his fingertips on my skin, it burns. And the heat spreads across my body, leaving a flutter in my stomach.
"Tell me," Gabriel says in a low voice that sinks into my skin and seduces instead of intimidates me, "that you didn't like what happened last night. Tell me that when you woke up this morning, your body had no memories of my hands or my tongue.”
“That you didn't ache slightly, knowing that I made love to you thoroughly. Look me in the eye, Harper, and say last night was a mistake.'
I was looking at him before, but now I can't do so. I cast my gaze to the far left, looking at the window.
"Harper."
An involuntary sigh of surrender escapes my lips before I can stop it.
"See?"
His cockiness annoys me.
Holding my head high, I glare at him. "It was a mistake, Gabriel. One that I never want to repeat. I hope we can move on from this and pursue the project I was hired for."
Then I stretch my hand out. "The key."
He wastes no time dipping his hand into his pocket and handing it over.
"Good. I'm not like one of those women you've dated in the past," I feel compelled to leave parting words, "so you can't make feel things that aren't there."
Opening the door and storming out takes me seconds. From there, sheer will carries me to the elevator, where I finally let out the tension in my chest in the form of a loud, heavy sigh.
"WHAT WAS THAT?"
Sneaking out of his house was hard enough because I wasn't sure if Gabriel was a light sleeper, but getting out of that conversation has to be one of the hardest things I've ever done…and I've been in many tight corners.
And my heart—
Why was it beating so fast and so hard?
If this were a romance movie, it'd be a sign that I have feelings for him.
I gasp at the thought.
"I do not have feelings for Gabriel Everhart," I say out loud as the elevator doors open. "And I'm never having sex with him again."
***
"Guess what?" Is the first thing Mira says as she walks into my apartment hours after work.
"What?" I return, following her to the living room. She grabs a throw pillow from a chair, settles on the couch, and flashes me one of the goofiest grins ever.
"I'm staying."
