Page 69 of Devious Vow


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“You still thought I’d done that?—”

“Look, I know my sister,” she spits. “I didn’t think you did what she said you did. But…”

“But you still thought I went home with her that night.”

“Yeah.”

“And you still thought I’d done that a week and a half ago, when what happened in this office…happened.”

She nods. “Pretty pathetic, huh?”

“I was going to say flattering.”

She blushes, rolling her eyes as she tries to hide her smile. “You’re such an asshole.”

“And here I thought I was an asshole because I touched someone else’s wife.”

She goes quiet, her chest rising and falling as her eyes meet mine.

“I’m not?—”

“Because I took what belongs to another man.”

Her lips purse, the bottom one quivering.

“I don’t belong to anyone?—”

“Well, that’s not true at all, is it?”

In one move, I grab her by the hip and jaw, yanking her against my chest as I crush my lips to hers.

She does belong to someone.

Me.

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It’s the way he touches me that does it. Like I’m his to do with what he wants.

If it was literally anyone but Alistair, I’d probably scream or turn violent. With him, it’s different somehow.

Always has been, always will be.

I took one of those cheesy “love language” tests once. Mine is touch, and I want to say some of this insane physical chemistry with Alistair, this need I have for him, comes from me being touch-starved.

But it’s not just pent-up sexual frustration, or being starved for intimacy.

It’s him.

His touch, his scent, his dark energy that swirls around me and consumes me. Even when I was furious with him back then, or told myself I hated him, or we were at each other’s throats, I could never escape the feeling of being utterly safe with him. He’s always felt like home to me.

It’s why, despite our war back in school, what happened in the elevator the night of the blackout…happened.

It’s also why I shut down later, and never let anyone else in.

And it’s why ten years later, despite every iota of logic, reason, and survival instinct screaming how bad an idea this is, I’m still aching to let him in again. It’s why I can’t pull away, why I can’t stop this.

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