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“Then why in the fuck were you wrapped all around him at the bar?”
“I wasn’t wrapped around him! We were…”
“What?”
“We were on a date! I agreed to give him two weeks to convince me we would… we could…”
“I don’t believe this shit. You gave him two weeks to convince you to spread your legs for him?”
I reach up to slap him, but he grabs my hand, making me want to scream again.
“You’re an asshole!” I tell him when I can’t get any satisfaction with hitting him. “And I agreed to date Wolf for two weeks to see if there was anything there.”
“Date?”
“Date!”
“Christ, what is it about you that makes a man tie his balls around your little finger and jump through hoops for a pat on the damn head?”
“What are you talking about?”
“I guarantee that Wolf has never dated a woman in his life. He’s only doing this to get to you and he’s jumping through your hoops to get there. Just like you had me jumping through hoops to get to you when I thought you were a goddamn nun!”
“I never asked you to jump through hoops, Logan,” I answer, trying to defend myself.
“No, you kept coming to me looking sweet as sugar with a body that promised nights of sin.”
“I never promised you anything, Logan!”
“Then why did you keep coming back? You did it because you knew you had me on the line and—”
“I did not!”
“Then why? If that’s not the reason then tell me why, Torrent. Why did you keep coming back to me if you knew you could never be mine?”
“Logan—”
“Tell me!”
“I don’t know,” I try and defend, but he brings his hands up and puts them on each side of my face and doesn’t let me look away.
“You do. Tell me, Torrent. Tell me,” he urges.
“Because I couldn’t stay away,” I finally answer, even though I don’t want to. “There! Are you happy now, Logan? I kept coming to see you because I couldn’t stay away. I wanted to see you,” I answer. By the time I get to the last words I’m whispering. He pulls my face closer, and doesn’t stop until I look at him.
“Then, why did you come to me that last day and push me away? Why did you disappear?”
“I didn’t have a choice. Dad was worried about the mole. He didn’t want me to bring attention to myself. It was dangerous. There were things... I needed to help my dad, Logan. I was going to…”
“And?”
“I was kidnapped and then Dad tried to save me and…”
“Oh God, Angel. Come here,” he whispers, kissing my forehead and pulling me deeper into his arms.
I should resist him, but since I’m being honest with myself right now, I have to admit I don’t want to. This is yet one more reason I’ve been resisting Wolf. There’s only been two people who make me feel like I’m whole when they hug me.
My father and Devil.DevilIt takes some maneuvering, but I manage to get up from the floor carrying Torrent. She’s holding me and sobbing into my neck. She’s so full of pain and I had no idea. I sit on the bed and resume my earlier position. Once I’ve reclined back on the pillows, I make sure Torrent is comfortable and I let her cry. I don’t say anything; now isn’t the time for words. I content myself with holding Torrent, combing my fingers through her hair, kissing the top of her head and breathing her in. God, I’ve missed her. I missed her even when I didn’t realize it.
“It’s okay, Angel let it out,” I whisper.
“I shouldn’t be here. I… I needed to warn you,” she murmurs.
I should let it go at that, but I find I can’t. I don’t know where in the hell this is going. I don’t even know what we are, but whatever else happens I want nothing but honesty between us.
“That’s not why you’re here, Angel. You knew I was leaving. That’s not why you’re here. Admit it.”
“Okay fine. That’s not why I’m here,” she huffs and her bottom lip sticks out in a pout. I can’t resist moving my finger along it, stroking it.
“Why are you here? I want to hear you say it, Angel.”
“I missed you, Logan,” she answers.
It’s a simple statement and there’s no huge meaning behind it, but knowing she missed me—like I miss her—slides deep inside of me and makes something shift. I wanted Torrent before. Now I don’t know if I can let her go.
“I missed you too,” I respond, because it feels like I should let her know she’s not alone.
“I got you all wet,” she mumbles, her hand petting my shirt.
“That’s usually my line.”
She looks up at me and rolls her eyes. Then elbows me.
“You’re such an ass, and it has not escaped my notice that you tricked me, Logan Dupree.”
