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“Do I look like I’m anything but serious right now?”
“Ididn’t do shit except get caught up in a sticky situation.”
“Sticky? That’s what you’d call it?”
I inched up my chin. “I won’t take the weight for what happened. If you want to believe that I’m to blame, fine. If you want to think that I played some part in orchestrating that scene, go for it. All it proves is that you don’t know me at all.”
His brows drew together. “What the fuck are you talking about? What scene?”
“The squabble I had with Camila obviously.”
“Well it isn’t whatI’mtalking about. I couldn’t give a rat’s ass about that.”
“Then what is it you’re demanding an apology for?”
Seconds ticked by as he stared at me, his face a mask of intensity. “I don’t miss people.”
I felt my head twitch a little. “What?”
He prowled toward me, anger in every step. “I don’t miss people. I don’t care if I don’t hear their voice for a few days. I don’t feel uneasy that they’re near one of their exes. I don’t worry that they’re going to cut me loose after one ofmyexes gives them shit in an elevator.”
Feeling my lips part in stunned surprise, I let my arms slip to my sides.
“An arrangement. That was all we were supposed to have. It was all I wanted. You changed that. I don’t even know how, you just did. And now I’m in goddamn London because I didn’t like being away from you.” He glared at me, his nostrils flaring. “No, don’t smile. There’s nothing to fucking smile about.”
Oh, but there was. There absolutely was. A lightness in my stomach, I let out a huge breath. “I missed you, too.”
He hooked one hand around my nape and yanked me to him, tucking my face into the crook of his neck as his other arm came around my shoulders. “I didnotsign up for this when we agreed to an arrangement, Inaya.”
Feeling my smile ramp up, I slid my arms around his waist. “Me neither. But you can stop pinning the blame on me, I didn’t do anything.”
“Wrong. You made me care about you,” he said so simply, so bluntly … oblivious to the delight fluttering in my chest. “That means you’re to blame for this.”
“Well, you mademecare aboutyou. So maybe we’re both partly at fault for the position we’re in.”
“No, it’s just you.”
I gently nipped his throat. “Are you gonna keep sniping at me, or are you going to kiss me already?”
Fingers delved into my hair and snatched back my head. “What I’m going to do is fuck you until you feel wrecked.” His mouth crashed down on mine.
I moaned into the kiss. It was hard, hungry, wet, and pure male domination. It felt like he was staking his claim with his mouth alone.
He angled my head and thrust his tongue deeper, a frustration in his grip on my hair … as if he couldn’t get enough. Neither could I. Arching into him, I clung to his shoulders, needing more.
My heart beat frantically in my chest, slamming against my ribs. Hell, it had been racing since he’d made his gruffly spoken declaration. One that still held a surreal quality.
He’d missed me. He’d worried I would cut him loose. He’d flown across the globe to see me. And no, I was not yet emotionally handling that he’d claimed to care about me. It wasn’t something I’d ever expected to hear.
I pulled at his tee, and he helped me yank it off. I slid my hands up his chest, needing to touch him; to reconnect. He was hot and sleek and solid, and I’d missed the feel of him under my hands.
He ragged open my robe in such a sharp, aggressive movement I was surprised that nothing tore. He shoved it over my shoulders and down my arms before flinging it aside in a hard snap of movement. As if the garment had offended him by being a barrier between his skin and mine. He whipped off my bra next. Then literally ripped off my panties.
He palmed my pussy, slipping a finger between my folds. “Wet,” he rumbled.
Of course I was wet.
Kaiser backed me into the wall, so much banked heat in his eyes. “This is gonna be fast. Rough.” He tore open his fly, letting his cock spring out. “And you’re going to take it.”
