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But he doesn’t heed my warning, backing me into one of the doors lining the long hall. Pressing his hand against the wood beside my head, he leans in and inhales. “You smell so fucking good.”
“Don’t.” I tremble. He’s too close. So close I can reach out and touch him, but I don’t. I can’t. I need to keep my wits about me where Bexley is concerned, especially if I’m going to make Cade believe I’m acquiescing.
“You were dancing with him.” His warm, liquor-scented breath fans my face as Bexley reaches out and plucks a curl betwe
en his fingers.
“I’m with him.”
He hisses, his expression murderous. “You’re mine, mouse, or have you forgotten? Maybe you need reminding.” He presses his knee between my thighs, grazing my center.
“Don’t,” I rasp.
“Don’t what? Don’t touch what’s mine?”
“You’re drunk.”
“And you’re so fucking beautiful. I can still remember running my hands over your body that night, how you felt choking my cock, the little moans you made… I can remember all of it.”
“You fucked her,” I snarl. “You fucked Brook and you just want me to forg—”
His hand flies out and grabs my throat, pinning me against the door. “I thought it was you. Only ever you.”
“It doesn’t change anything,” I say with resignation.
“Did he touch you again? Did you give it up for him?”
Bexley’s pupils are blown wide open, and I wonder if he’s taken something too.
“No,” I whisper.
“Thank fuck.” His mouth crashes down on mine as he plunges his tongue past my lips. I can barely breathe with the intrusion. The shadows cloak us, but if someone came up here, they would get a front row seat. And that wouldn’t end well for anyone.
“Bexley.” I grip his shirt, pulling away. “We can’t.”
“Like hell we can’t.” He leans around me and turns the door handle. It flies open behind us and we stumble inside.
Bexley doesn’t give me time to think, slamming me against the wall and attacking my mouth again. My body remembers this, remembers how easy it is to get lost in Bexley Easton and his expert kisses. His hands trail a dangerous path over my body, igniting a wildfire inside me.
“Fuck, Mia. I’ve missed you…” His hand slides along my neck and buries deep in my hair.
“We can’t,” I breathe. “We can’t do this.”
“Yes, we can. Just open up for me, mouse. Just—”
“No.” I slam my hand against his chest and push hard. Bexley staggers back, confusion glittering in his eyes.
“What the fuck?” he grunts.
“I can’t do this.”
“Because you’re his now?” He spits the words.
“Because I’m trying to figure out a way to survive this nightmare, and if Cade thinks we’re still…” I swallow the words. “I’m going to find a way out of this, Bexley. So I need for you to stop.”
I move to the door, but he snags my hand. “You can’t go against him, Mia. It isn’t safe… it isn’t—”
My chin lifts slightly, and I look him right in the eyes as I say, “Try and stop me.”
