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Each muscle in my body tensed. I didn’t want Hazel mixed up in my revenge. She deserved that fairytale-type romance and family. At twenty-six, she had her whole life ahead of her. Her sparkle didn’t need to be dulled by a man twelve years her senior, jaded by his experiences. Poisoned by his need to make the people responsible for my father’s death pay. I needed to remember that when her forest green gaze drew me in, and her body made for sin had my cock sit up and take notice.
My phone buzzed with an incoming text. I yanked it out of my pocket and swiped the screen.
JESS
Did she love it all?
JARETH
I’m sure she does.
JESS
Didn’t you stick around to find out? I purchased her the perfect wardrobe, and that’s all you have to say?
JARETH
If you want to know what she thinks, message her.
JESS
I think even you would appreciate some of what I got {blowing kiss emoji}
I ran a hand down my face.
JARETH
Do I even want to know?
JESS
Well, since you were a dick and didn’t look at any of it, I guess it’ll be a surprise.
I had a feeling the less I knew, the better. When Jess didn’t respond with anything else, I pulled up the number for an Asian fusion place Hazel loved. They didn’t typically offer delivery, but for me and the tip I gave, they found someone to bring me my food.
I sat at the island giving myself time to shore up my defenses before Hazel came back into the room. If my attraction was only physical, I’d be able to easily ignore her. It was how she burrowed her way into my psyche, how not just my body but my soul craved her. She didn’t need my darkness tainting any part of her.
I groaned and ran a hand down my face. I needed to pull my shit together.
When the buzzer at the front door went off I realized what had felt like five minutes was more like thirty. I grabbed the food and placed it on the dining room table before heading into the kitchen to grab plates from the cabinet.
“Hey,” Hazel said, her sweet voice washing over me.
Thirty minutes on the dot. Hazel was nothing less than prompt. She hesitated in the doorway, her fingers curling around the sleeves of her dark green soft-looking leisurewear top. For a second, I’d feared what clothing she might appear in after Jess’s last comment.
“Hey,” I repeated. “I set up the food in the dining room.” A room I hardly ever used. Eating while standing was my usual MO at home, but that didn’t seem appropriate for Hazel.
“Can I do anything?” She moved slowly into the room and gestured at the glasses sitting on the island. Her initial hesitation disappeared.
A flash of frustration ate at me. I knew her hesitation was because of the moment we shared in the closet. Of the mixed signals I continued to give her. “Not at all. Why don’t you go ahead of me? What would you like to drink?” I had bottles of expensive wine at the ready and a particular brand I knew Hazel enjoyed.
“Water’s fine.” She gave me a tiny smile before turning toward the dining room.
Fuck me.
My eyes eagerly drank in the backside of her seemingly loose outfit. The shirt dipped into a deep V in the back with a single string across the top holding the sides together. While seeing her pale skin made me want to lick and nip at the exposed skin, creating the electricity that constantly sparked between us, it was the pants that made my cock jump. They hugged her ass, flowing over the rounded globes as though explicitly made for her. With each step, the fabric tightened and shifted. I clenched my fist hard to stop myself from giving in to my desire to run my hands over such perfection.
I snatched up the glasses, filled them, and headed in after her.
