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“I never said it was.”
“But that’s never stopped you before, right?”
I chuckled. “Right.”
“I think I’ve done enough things I regret without adding another.”
I sunk back into the couch next to her, and after a beat, she followed suit but kept her arms folded close over her chest so we weren’t touching. She kept glancing at the door and back at me as though plotting her escape route. If she ran, I wouldn’t give chase.
She’d come back.
“Tell me your story.”
She laughed again, this one a breathy chuckle. “No, thank you.”
“Tell me yours, and I’ll tell you mine.”
“I know yours,” she said.
My face darkened. “No, you don’t.”
Staring at me for a beat longer, she sighed. “I can’t trust myself here with you.” When my eyebrows shot up, she stared at the ceiling as though looking at me would make this confession impossible. “I did some… things, some terrible things. Some I regret, some I don’t. But they’ve left me…” she waved her hands over her body, “… messed-up.”
“I like messed-up.” She was intriguing me more by the second, and when she looked into my eyes, there was pain in hers. As I reached across to touch her arm, she jerked away from my hand. Anger flared inside me. She was treating me like I was goddamn poison, and while I knew I was, I didn’t need the reminder from a human.
I needed to fuck her.
“Come to my bed.”
“I can’t.”
“Yes, you can.”
“Fine, I don’t want to.”
When she stood, I stood with her, closing the gap between us until her breasts were pressed against my chest. “That’s a lie.”
Her eyes widened, and she scanned my body. I could practically feel her legs weakening.
Oh yes, she’d be mine very soon.
I wasn’t holding her against me, but she didn’t move away, either. “You’re the worst thing I could do right now. I know who I am inside, and I know who you are, and this…” she moved her hand between our faces, “… would be incredibly stupid. I might…”
“You might what?” She almost whimpered, and I lowered my face to her neck. I wanted to bite her throat and drag my mouth across her breasts before using my teeth on the other side of her neck. I wanted to mark her. “You might…like it?”
A whimper did escape her lips then, and something stirred in me while my cock twitched in my pants. I know she felt it. What was she afraid of? What was in her past that would make a difference if she let me fuck her?
“Why are you doing this to me?” she whispered.
I waited until she was looking into my eyes again. There was fear in her face, but now I suspected all her fear wasn’t of me. Maybe she was afraid because shewasn’tafraid and knew she should be. Perhaps she was darker inside than she was letting on.
She could be like me.
No. No one was like me.
Maybe the arousal and attraction were getting the better of her, and the logical part of her mind telling her this was a bad idea was losing the battle.
Thatwas scaring her.
