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She chews on the inside of her cheek, staring at the point where our skin meets. “I think you’ve ruined that beautiful tattoo on your chest. Why would you do that?”
“Because I need you to understand a few things…” My voice trails off as I try to gather the words to express how I’m feeling, which is no mean feat given Ineverexpress my feelings. Ever.
“Can we just pull the plaster off please, because I’m not sure I can take much more of this,” Kate says.
I nod, blowing out a quick breath before locking eyes with her. “You were right about it all. Everything you accused me of was true. Iwasflirting with you,” I confess, holding her gaze. “I look for you in every room, and the second I find you I can’t fucking tear my eyes away.”
“You do?”
“Yeah, I do. You're too bright, too dazzling and I want nothing more than to stand in your orbit and bask in your glow.”
Her cheeks pink and a small laugh escapes her lips. “There you go being all poetic again. Are you sure you haven’t read your mum’s romance novels?”
I laugh with her, shaking my head. “Not sure where that came from, but it’s all true. I swear, Kate. I’m not fucking with you.”
She nods, but it seems like I’ve still got a ways to go to persuade her that I mean every word. So I continue. “When I saw you dancing with that Orlando prick, I wanted to gut him so badly for touching what ismine.”
“Yours?” she asks, tipping her head to the side as she looks at me. I’m pretty fucking sure she can feel the way my heart frantically beats against my rib cage confirming that it wants her just as much as every other part of my fucking anatomy does.
“Yes,mine… When the King was eye-fucking you, I was ready to start a fucking war, and don’t get me started on what I wanted to do to Carter for speaking to you the way he does.”
“But I’m not yours though. You turned me down, remember?”
“I did, but I didn’t want to,” I admit.
“You humiliated me.” Her gaze drops to my chest, and I see the way her shoulders slump just a fraction under the weight of that hurt. I feel like a ten-ton prick.
“And for that I’m truly sorry.” Placing my finger beneath her chin, I tip her head back up. “Did you honestly believe I didn’t want what you were offering?” I ask, searching her face. “Did you really think that I didn’t want to touch every inch of your skin, taste you with my tongue, replace your fingers with my own? Did you think I didn’t want to fuck you, or bury my face in your sweet pussy and taste your arousal? That isallI wanted to do. I want that and so much more.”
“But why—?”
“Why didn’t I?” I interrupt.
“Yes.”
“For the same reasons I’ve mentioned before, because you’re young. Because your father is my boss. Because I care enough about you not to take something precious from you without being a hundred percent certain that I won’t fuck this up.”
“So nothing’s changed then?” She tries to pull back, but I just grip her tighter, refusing to let her go.
“Everything’s changed,” I insist, willing her to believe me.
“How?” she asks. There’s a sadness in her eyes, a distrust, and it guts me to know I put that there.
“I don’t do relationships with women. I fuck them, then I walk away. Every woman I’ve slept with knows this about me. I don’t make promises I can’t keep, and I refuse to be the same man my father was. I won’t hurt you.”
“So what are you saying? That you don’t want me because I’m too young, but because I’m Carter’s daughter?”
“Right now Ican’thave you, no matter how much I want that to be different.”
She shakes her head in frustration, trying to get away from me. “Then whatever this is between us is over before it’s even begun.”
“You’re not listening, Kate,” I say, refusing to let her go as I slide my hand to the back of her head and grasp a handful of her hair, tugging on it gently, forcing her to pay attention. “I said this can’t happenright now.”
She stops struggling to get away, and I can see the indecision crossing her features. I know her well enough to know that I’ve triggered her anger. I don’t blame her for it.
“You expect me to wait? Until when, Beast? Until I’m old enough for you? Until you’ve fucked a million other women whilst you wait for me to become one. In case it has skipped your notice, Iama woman. Right here and now.”
“It hasn’t skipped my notice,” I say, trying to control my own growing frustration, not at her but at the situation we’re in, that I’ve had a hand at putting us in. “But it doesn’t change the fact that I won’t fuck you until I think you’re ready.”
