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‘Sex rarely is, ma petite,’ he growled. Then he tried to reach for her again.
She backed away until her back touched the screen that had belonged to her father. ‘Stop. I can’t have you going all growly on me if you want this conversation to continue.’
He stopped and folded his arms, but his eyes, which had gone a dark, stormy grey, never left her face.
She licked her lips and the look in his eyes turned so forcefully primal her heart lurched.
‘Seven months after the accident, my therapist thought it was time for me to stop hiding away, to try to make new friends, form new relationships. I gave it a try. I even went on … one date …’
His biceps flexed as his folded arms tightened. ‘What happened?’
Pain racked through her as she recalled that night. ‘It was messy. It was embarrassing—and … bloody. And it was one of the most painful experiences of my life. I really don’t know why it happened. One moment everything was okay, the next my whole insides froze. I felt as if my body was physically rejecting him from the inside out. It … it was scary.’
Damion cursed, long and heavy, in French. When he jerked away from her, she was convinced this time when he left he wouldn’t return. To her surprise, he went to the window. His silence was so complete, so humiliatingly deathly, Reiko was sure she could hear the dust motes falling to the floor.
He stood there for a long time; tension screamed from his body, so forbiddingly rigid her insides started to crumble.
‘I told you you would be disgusted.’ The pain straining through her made her voice emerge reed-thin and broken.
He whirled, a look of astonishment on his face. ‘Disgusted? Why would I be?’
‘You’re on the other side of the room, barely wanting to be within sniffing distance of me. The dots are surprisingly easy to connect.’
What happened next clarified the term greased lightning.
Because somehow she was in Damion Fortier’s lap, her chin held firmly in his grasp as he commanded her attention.
‘I’m not disgusted. If you even think like that about yourself, I’ll find those thumbscrews you’ve been hankering for and take delight in applying them. After I’ve spent one night proving you wrong.’
His arrogance made her blink. ‘Wow—a whole night?’ she said snarkily.
He didn’t take the bait. ‘I’m thorough. You know that.’
The kiss he pressed against her lips was gentle, tear-jerking.
‘Stop doing that!’ She tried to wrench her chin from his grasp but he held firm.
‘What?’
‘You’re making me hate you less. And since I’ve spent the last five years hating you, it feels … weird.’
‘Weird as in escaped-from-a-zoo weird? Or helplessly-attracted-to-you weird?’
‘More of the former, less of the latter.’
His smile lifted the mood, easing the ache in the chest. ‘I’m thinking it’s the other way round, oui?’
‘Oui—non! You’re confusing me, Baron. And that irritates the hell out of me.’
She tried to get away from him. A strong hand clamped on her waist. In the process of turning, she nudged the very real force of his erection. Heat washed over her face. Her furtive glance caught him still watching her, hawk-eyed. His smile had widened.
‘I confuse you. You turn me on. Right this moment every bone in my body wants to prove it to you in a thousand different ways.’
‘Because you’re such a connoisseur of women?’
‘Because the chemistry between us is as potent as ever. I can’t wait to see you naked again,’ he breathed against her cheek.
And just like that every single atom in her being froze.
