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I can’t deny it. But I won’t admit it. I stand mute, letting her reach her own conclusion.
She reaches the right one, the hint of a smile playing at her lips and in her eyes, giving her just the boost of confidence she needs to risk a step toward me.
My head tilts a fraction, my expression dangerous. She’d better not test me. My patience runs thin.
“Cal—”
“You should have never come here.”
She hears the warning, the threat in my words. Good. The only problem is that I can see it isn’t enough to sway her. Brenda is a woman on a mission, and women like her are dangerous.
“I know, but like I said, I had to see you. I didn’t know how else to reach you, so I followed you.”
“Bad move, lady.” My fists ball at my sides, and I take a step closer toward her, not knowing what I’ll do once that gap is closed.
She takes another step forward too. “I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you.” Her voice is getting deeper, heavy with lust. Her bottom lip, a natural light pink unmarred by lipstick, stains, or gloss, is pulled between her teeth briefly before being released.
Instantly, I harden.
“I felt a connection that night, under the bridge.” She takes another step, leaving only a foot of space between us, and looks up at me with those wide doe eyes. Vulnerable, yet hopeful. “Tell me you didn’t feel it. Tell me you haven’t thought about touching me too.”
Too? She wants to touch me?
My body tenses, clenches, and erupts with an internal fire at once. The thought of her hands on my skin, her body against mine, our heat combining as I penetrate her in the most primal ways threatens to undo every restraint I’ve held in place until now.
“It doesn’t matter what I think,” I tell her. “You’ve broken the rules. Rules that are in place for a reason, for both of our protection.”
I force myself to walk past her, approaching the bank of windows overlooking the city below. I can see her reflection in the glass. She’s worried. “I’m sorry. I just thought—”
“That’s exactly what youdidn’tdo, Brenda. If you had thought, you would have realized that this is never going to happen. You hired a killer to murder your husband. At no point in that story does that arrangement become a romance novel.”
“I can see you’re upset. But—”
I round on her in a flash of movement so fast, she flinches. Finally, genuine fear for the dire situation she’s found herself in reflects back at me. I stalk her, giving her a good view of the monster she’s facing.
“There is no but, Brenda. You have no idea what you’ve done coming here. Did you think showing up at my door was going to impress me? That I was going to, what? Take you into my arms, kiss you, make love to you like your husband never has?” I huff a laugh that infuses her cheeks with more color and damn if she doesn’t look absolutely beautiful. “I’m not a nice guy. I’m the thing of nightmares, Brenda.I’m not nice. I’m not forgiving. I’m the guy that would fuck you against a wall and walk away without looking back while my cum is still dripping down your shaking thighs.” Before her now, I lean in close so she can’t escape my eyes. “That’sifI wanted to fuck you. Right now, the only thing you inspire in me is violence.”
The lie is easy to tell; I’ve been telling them so long. She doesn’t know that my cock is aching to drive into her, to do to her exactly what I said I would. But I wouldn’t stop at just once. I’d take her on and against every surface in this apartment, leaving marks on every inch of her flawless skin. I’d break her, and that’s what I’m trying to save her from—me.
Brenda deserves better than I can offer.
Defeat etches frown lines between her eyebrows and around her mouth. She hasn’t broken eye contact yet, affording me the sight of wetness swelling in her eyes. I’ve struck home, but now it’s time to finish the job.
“Our deal is canceled, Brenda.”
The news comes as a total shock to her, though it shouldn’t have. Did she really think she could cross the lines she did and not have it backfire in her face?
“But why?” she whines, truly confused.
“You broke the rules. You broke the deal.”
“But I can leave. We can pretend this never happened.”
I don’t entertain her pleading, instead taking her again by the arm and steering her toward the door.
“You don’t have to do this, Cal.”
“It’s already done. Now get out before I do something you’re going to regret.” I release the locks in quick succession and her panic mounts.
