Oh.
Crap.
“I don’t think I’m ready for you to touch me if it’s going to mean something to you.”
“All it means is that I’m fucking obsessed with your body and want to make you feel good.”
I bit my lip.
I wanted to.
I really, really wanted to.
But it would change things. Wouldn’t it?
“I’m going to take your silence as a no.”He didn’t sound bothered or upset in anyway. Kind of curious, though.
“I’m just nervous,” I admitted.
“About what?
“Everything.”
He chuckled again. “The murders? The challenges? The mate bond? Me?”
Not the murders. I was terrified of losing Harper over them, and still felt like shit for lying to him about the blood, but those things wouldn’t stop me from having sex with him.
Not the challenges. Like Maverick had said, he wasbasically the king of the wolves. If he was going to lose a little fight, he would’ve lost it a long time ago.
Not the mate bond, either. Maverick said that having sex wouldn’t affect it, and I believed him. Maybe that was crazy, but I had no reason not to. He was possessive and stubborn and overbearing, but he had never lied to me. Not that I knew of, at least.
And I definitely wasn’t nervous about the Alpha. Whoever and whatever he was beneath all the muscle and ink, I genuinely liked him.
I was nervous aboutme.
Because between the two of us, I was the one who was lying.
I was the one keeping secrets.
I was the one who had manipulated him.
How could I fuck him, knowing that? I wasn’t even sure I’d be able to live with myself after it was all said and done.
“What would you do, if you found out I was hiding something from you?” I asked him, my gaze focused on the sexy, tattooed arms he had around my waist.
“That would depend on what you were hiding. I don’t expect you to trust me completely after two weeks. One of which you spent eating candy and Hot Pockets.”
“How do you know about the Hot Pockets?”
“There were security cameras in the tower apartment. I haven’t put any in your current apartment, but I’ve considered it.”
“Seriously, Mav? You werewatchingme?”
“How are you just now realizing that I’ve been stalking you?”
I groaned. “You’re a pain in my ass.”
“The feeling’s mutual.” He bit down on my throat lightly, making my heart lurch before he released me. “I just happen to enjoy your brand of pain.”
