Page 58 of Dark Sold Mate

Silas overtook her and grabbed her by the elbow.

“What?”

Silas’s eyes narrowed. “Why did you walk away?”

“I did not know that I had to get permission to walk in town.”

“That is not what I meant, and you know it.” Silas stepped closer. “You saw me in the bookshop.”

“So?”

“So why didn’t you come inside?”

Elle rolled her eyes and removed his hand from her elbow. “You looked busy.”

“Busy?” As if he suddenly realized, he shook his head. “You think I was—Elle, no. That’s not—”

“What you were doing. Yeah, I don’t care. It’s none of my business. You can do whatever you want with anyone.”

“Is that what you think? I would—” He paused, cocking his head. “You’re jealous.”

“I am not.”

“You are. You are jealous that I was talking to Meredith.”

“I am n-not jealous,” Elle spluttered, her cheeks tinging red. “I just did not want to interrupt your…whatever that was.”

“It was nothing.”

“Didn’t look like nothing.”

“Because you did not stay long enough.” Silas took another step closer, pushing Elle up against the wall of a building next door. “You noticed that a woman was speaking to me, and came to your own conclusion.”

“She was literally draped all over you.”

“She was trying to flirt. I was ignoring it.” Silas placed both of his hands against the wall, on either side of her, successfully caging Elle in. “I wanted to buy something for you, in fact. But you were too jealous to wait and see.”

“Buy something for me?”

“Books on your type of power and what could really help you because I understand how frustrated you are about what’s been happening.”

Elle swallowed, suddenly feeling bad. “You were buying me gifts.”

“Yes.”

“And that woman, uh, Meredith, was the shop owner. Right?”

“Yes.”

“And you don’t care about her.”

“Not even a little.” Silas leaned closer, his mouth a breath away from hers. “I only have eyes for one woman.”

Elle’s resolve crumbled. She bridged the gap between them and drew Silas into a kiss that was hungry, desperate, and full of all the desire she had been trying to ignore.

Silas moaned in her mouth, grabbed her hip, and pulled her flush against him. Elle felt the hardness between them.

The kiss turned fierce. His hand slid from her hip to her thigh, pushing up the hem of her dress.