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His brow furrowed. Was he angry? No, this was a look of confusion. He was probably baffled that someone hadn’t obeyed his command.
I suddenly became even more curious about the man towering in front of me, practically vibrating with rage.
What did he do in life? His strong body and scarred face told me that maybe he was a fighter. His visits to the clinic meant he had money. Lots of it. Did fighters make a lot of money? I looked him up the first time he’d showed up at the clinic, but my google search for a man named Hawk had come out empty, so it probably wasn’t that.
Whatever he did in life, he was definitely in charge. The man screamed of authority and had a don’t-fuck-with-me vibe.
“Because of you?” He ran both hands through his wavy brown hair in frustration. “Arghh, Lila. What the hell are you saying? If anything happened to me, it would be because of me. My actions are my responsibility. Mine alone. But if you want to blame someone else, blame the doc but not yourself.”
He stared down at me with a look I’d never seen from him before. It was as if he was willing his words to sink into me. To convince me instead of commanding me. “Never you.”
He hooked a finger under my chin, the contact sending ripples of pleasure dancing over my skin. The touch was deliberately intimate. Not like the time he grabbed my arms to steady me when I slipped. Or the time he placed his hand over mine so I would let go of his arm. Those times had felt wonderful too, but they had a different purpose to them. This time it felt like he wanted to touch me.
“How could you ever think it would be your fault, Kitten?”
Heat pooled between my thighs.
Not again… Why did he have such a powerful effect on my body?
And why did I like it so much when he called me Kitten? It made me want to curl up on his lap and purr and beg him to fuck me. “Oh. Uhh…” My brain couldn’t come up with an answer, it was too busy trying to put out the fire surging through my body. My eyes flicked down to his lips before I could stop myself.
He must have caught the movement because he mimicked me, his gaze unabashedly locking on my mouth. As he trailed a path along my lower lip with his thumb, he whispered, “Thin lips.”
I didn’t know what he meant by that, but the touch felt like a caress and a wish at the same time. A moan escaped from me as I savored it.
The sound seemed to break him out of the spell as he shook his head and retreated. “This can’t happen.” He reached the door. “Ever.”
And he was gone. I didn’t know why he didn’t think we could do anything fun, but he obviously felt more strongly about it than I did. I didn’t even have time to register the rejection because my body was still on fire from his touch.
That’s it! I can’t take it anymore.
If I didn’t get some dick soon, I’d spontaneously combust. He wasn’t the only guy in New York City. I grabbed my phone and downloaded the first dating app I could find.
