Page 51 of Searing Passion


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“That’s obvious.”

Now, he looks at my throat, and I start thinking of buying shares in turtlenecks, the really high ones from the seventies.

He winces. “You could have worn something less revealing.”

I glare. “Excuse me?”

“You heard me, Karlee.”

“Oh, I did, and what I heard was you putting all the blame for last night on me. I’ll take rough and dirty sex and names in the moment, but not you shifting your handiwork to me. Two were involved, and if you didn’t want it, you could have stopped it. You’re like three times my size.”

“I just meant . . .” He stops, shakes his head, and another shot of pain hits me.

“What? What did you mean?” I ask. “I’m young? Right now, I’m being more mature than you.”

“Not what I fucking meant, Karlee. I just didn’t think it was so obvious.”

“That’s lame, even for you,” I say, hands on hips. “You make me feel like a gross, unwanted thing after the fact, and now you think I should cover it all up. And don’t think this is like a badge of pride, I just didn’t cover it. Now go away. Where’s Diego?”

“Working. You’re my responsibility, not his.”

I stalk up to him and poke him hard. “I don’t need you here.”

“Another girl went missing last night from the campus, Karlee. I’m your fucking shadow. And if I can’t be here, it’ll be Diego, Nicolo, or Wendy.”

“Any but you.”

“Too fucking bad.”

“You think,” I say, “I want to be reminded that you don’t want me, that I’m just good enough for a single fuck, a novelty for you?”

“Jesus, Karlee. This . . . this is why I don’t mess with young women. You can’t take the rules of the fucking game.”

“I just might go report you to the office. Have you kicked out,” I spit the words at him.

He crosses his arms as others give us a wide berth. “They wouldn’t, as I’m registered as your official bodyguard. All the people I mentioned are. So too fucking bad. Deal.”

“You’re a prick.”

“I know.”

“I’m done here,” I say. “Got a one-on-one with a professor, and you’re not invited.”

“Karlee, I’ll be waiting for you.”

“And I’ll come along when I’m good and ready.”

I go to storm off, but he captures my arm, and I hate myself for melting a little. I hate noticing his hold is gentle compared to Hazard’s. It’s firm but gentle.

“I’m escorting you to this meeting and I’ll see you after. No sneaking around. You got that? No fucking about. Nothing. Do I make myself clear?”

I eye him with dislike as I try to shove the yearning down deep. “Is this your way of asking for another blowjob? Is that it? Or do you want me to bend over so you can fuck me on a desk?

“Karlee.” It’s a warning, and I ignore him.

“Or maybe you want me to give you a handjob so you come all over the place so I can lick it all up like the filthy whore I am?”

He at least blushes at that. But his mouth is set, and I can’t read his expression. I’m poking him, pushing, and I don’t know why. All I’m doing is tumbling misery down on myself as a pathetic part of me pleads for more.

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