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“Save your excuses for someone who cares, Dawson,” he retorted as he headed for the exit.
But I wouldn’t let him get that far. Not until I said what I needed to, to clear the air, but also... because the words were on the tip of my tongue and I knew if I didn’t do it then, I’d lose my nerve.
And I’d lose Nolan forever.
I blocked his exit with my body, causing him to crash up against me. He stumbled with a growl.
“Dawson get out of my way, I—”
“No,” I said as I challenged his space, backing him up against the wall. “I’ve had enough of your mouth. It’s my turn to talk, champ.”
Nolan gazed up at me with fire in his eyes, his lips pursed into a thin line, but he didn’t move a muscle.
Because I was a glutton for punishment as much as I was for laying it on thick, and because it was impossible to stand in front of this man who made my entire body heat with passion and anger, I reached my hand out, settling my palm against his neck. I tightened my fingers around the back of his head, his silky hair tickling the back of my knuckles.
There was so much I wanted to say. I knew what I should have said.
But instead, I found myself rising to Nolan’s anger, his jealousy, blossoming like an angry lotus.
How dare he insinuate I don’t give a shit about him or what happened!
“You are being a fucking brat right now,” I said, my voice much darker than I intended.
Nolan opened his mouth to speak, but he never would get the words out.
Because the moment his luscious lips parted, I claimed them with mine, pouring my pent up frustration, my anger, and my wildy catching feelings into that kiss.
I expected him to fight me, to make some snide comment or get cocky, but instead, Nolan fell back against the wall, his hand snaking its way up my neck, pulling me closer.
And into his gravity I fell, like a damn meteorite crashing to earth.
Nolan Harding was the sun at the center of my universe and I had no idea how to process that, especially at that moment.
But damn it, I was going to try.
I pulled away, relishing in his heavy, heated breath, in the feel of his body pressed against mine.
“I loathe your fucking attitude,” I snarled.
Nolan’s fingers gripped the edges of my hair as I gazed at his delicious lips, swollen from our heated kiss.
And then he said the magic words.
The words that would undoubtedly change both our lives forever.
“Then fucking do something about it, Dawson,” he said calmly as he broke free from my grasp, sliding out the door like a thief in the night, leaving me alone in the dark to realize that this situation was more than just complicated.
Because without a doubt, I was falling in love with Nolan.
CHAPTER 23
Nolan
My lungs ached, and the room smelled like burnt toast. My dreams disintegrated into ash as I awoke to a thick, dense cloud of smoke blanketing me and the sound of alarms blared through my groggy consciousness.
But it took all of mere seconds for me to understand what was happening.
Fire.
