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"Are you crazy? I growl at him, narrowing my eyes as I try hard not to wipe the cocky self satisfied smile off his glistening lips. I can feel the anger seeping out of me as he grins down at me. I can’t stay mad at this man for long.
"Are you mad at me?" he asks, raising an eyebrow, leaning towards my face.
"I'm more than mad," I say, grabbing his hand and squeezing hard. "We need to talk." He cocks his head to the side and studies my face for a couple of seconds and then frowns.
"You're seriously mad right now?"
"Let's go to a private place and talk, please."
"Okay," he says nodding. We head back down the hallway and he opens the door to another room. I look inside and I see that it's a study. Maybe it's his office. I step in and he closes the door behind me. "Okay, and what did I do wrong now," he asks.
"You're seriously asking me that question? You just embarrassed me."
"I embarrassed you how?"
"We literally just...," I blush. "Everyone heard," I say, staring at him.
"So everyone knows that you're into me and I'm into you. That's great."
"I don't want people hearing me orgasm, Jackson."
"I’m sorry." He sounds sincere.
"I'm done," I say, poking him in the chest. "I'm serious about this. We're not sleeping together again. And if you even attempt to disrespect me like that, I'm done. I don't care about the money. I don't care about the recommendation. I don't care about any of it." He stares at me for a couple of seconds and I can see panic in his eyes.
"Why do I believe everything that you're saying?"
"Because it's true," I say. "That wasn't cool."
"But you had fun, right?"
"I had fun. I'm attracted to you. Yes, I think you're sexy and handsome and you do things to me that make my blood boil in good ways and bad ways. But I'm also human and...," I shake my head. "I'm not going to have you use me like some sort of plaything. I'm not a plaything."
His face turns serious and he nods slowly. The realization dawns on him that I'm not joking. And more than that, I'm pissed. Everything I'm saying is true. He's the sexiest man I've ever been around and he makes me laugh and he's fun, but I don't want him to think that he can just do whatever he wants whenever he wants and get away with it.
"I'm really sorry," he says, and I stare at him surprise.
"What?"
"I'm sorry." He nods slowly. "I should have asked your permission before I took you into that bathroom and made you come and scream my name." I stare at him for a couple of seconds. I can see his lips twitching.
"This is not funny, Jackson."
"I know," he says, "I just can't seem to keep my hands off of you. I shouldn't have made love to you as well as I made love to you. I didn't anticipate that you'd be so loud."
"That doesn't really sound like an apology to me," I say, glaring at him.
"What? It is an apology. I really am sorry you know, Zara. I am appreciative of everything you're doing."
"You just think I'm doing it for the money," I say, and he shakes his head.
"Believe it or not, I don't think you're doing it just for the money.” He touches my hair. “I think you like me, just a teensy bit.
I stare at him for a couple of seconds and nod. I like him and I feel for him and there's something between us that I can't put my finger on, but everything's so confusing. I don't know what this is or what we are if I'm being honest. I feel like I’m falling in love with him, but I know I can’t tell him that.
"So what did you think of my grandma," he asks..
"She's judgmental. She wants the best for you, but she seems like a...," I bite down on my lip. I don't want to say the words.
