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“Oh my God. Will you stop interrupting me.”

“Sure. When you stop avoiding me.”

“I’m not—” This time, she cut herself off to glance skyward for assistance as she mumbled curses about me. Once she was calmer, she looked me in the eye. “I’m not avoiding you, Fox. The reason I didn’t go tonight had nothing to do with you whatsoever.”

I stepped closer to her, my eyes flaring. “Oh yeah? Prove it.”

She gulped unsteadily—totally freaked out by my proximity—and then she jerked a step back.

I think that broke something inside me. Bella should never be too scared of getting close to me. It felt like the beginning of the end. I was going to fucking lose her.

But once she had her space, she shot fire at me with her eyes, totally not intimidated at all. “Prove what?” she cried with a disbelieving snort. “That I didn’t go tonight because of—”

“Prove that you aren’t avoiding me,” I clarified.

She gurgled out an incredulous laugh. “How the hell does someone prove something like that?”

I shrugged. “Not my problem. Just get it done. Right now.”

Her eyes widened. “Right—”

“Now. Yes.”

“Right now?” she repeated, blinking at me as if I’d lost my mind.

/> I put my hand to my ear. “Is there an echo in here?” Then I glanced at the face of my watch. “Time’s ticking, baby doll.”

“Oh my God,” she exploded. She gave another dubious laugh. I couldn’t tell if she was getting a kick out of my stubbornness or if she was seriously annoyed by it. “You are such a pain in the ass.”

“Yeah,” I countered. “A pain in the ass that you’re avoiding.”

Her eyes narrowed. “This is getting ridiculous.” Darting her gaze around the room, probably looking for something heavy to hit me with, she groused, “I can’t believe you’re really making me do this.”

I yawned and reported, “Not convinced yet.”

“Oh, that’s it,” she snarled, fed up with my antics. Stepping close, she grabbed the front of my shirt. “You want to be convinced that I liked being with you, fine! I’ll convince you.”

I opened my mouth to tell her, no, I hadn’t mentioned anything about needing performance feedback. I just didn’t want her to hate me now. But she pulled me into her before I could say anything, and she plastered her mouth to mine.

From that point on, I lost my train of thought as well as all the anger I’d been feeling.

And then I lost all my clothes.

I ended up fucking her again. That night. Right there against her front door.

Three days later, she texted me.

BELLA: This is Bella, that girl you recently slept with. Just checking in to assure your irritating, insecure self that I regret nothing and that I am NOT avoiding you, asshole.

I grinned.

Twenty minutes later, I knocked on her front door.

As soon as she answered, I lifted an eyebrow with condemnation. “Asshole, huh?”

Stepping inside, I shut the door behind me, and we immediately attacked each other without saying another word.

And so, it continued. At first, I’d show up at her doorstep two or three times a month when I knew she’d be home alone. And she always let me stay.

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