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A throaty laugh escaped her lips, and the sound sent vibrations of pleasure straight to my cock. I was going to lose it before we’d even started if I didn’t get a hold of myself. I gripped my control in an iron fist and whipped off my T-shirt, tossed it away, and lowered my body over hers. “Damn, baby. You feel amazing beneath me.”
I dropped my head down and took her mouth in another ravaging kiss as my hands explored every inch of her bare skin. After a few minutes, I was so fucking hard there were black spots in my vision, so I reached between us and released the button on my jeans before lowering the zipper. I didn’t pull myself out just yet, knowing it would break the fragile string holding on to my sanity.
Scarlett’s hand was suddenly at my waistband, slipping inside to wrap her fingers around my cock. But I hastily removed it and raised her arm up over her head. She pouted, and I chuckled at the adorable, yet insanely sexy picture she made.
I shook my head and smirked. “You will not rush me, Scarlett,” I told her firmly. “For two years, I’ve dreamt of you like this. Seeing your eyes glazed with passion, your mouth pink and swollen from my kisses, and feeling your body trembling with desire. Two fucking years, baby. Wanting you the whole damn time, even though I knew better.”
I regretted the words the second they left my mouth, even more so when her entire body stiffened before she shoved her hands against my chest. “You don’t know anything, Kane Remington.”
She caught me by surprise, so she was able to push me back a few inches. “Scarlett, I—oomph!”
Before I could finish, she’d rolled us off the couch, so we landed hard on my back, knocking the breath out of me. She took advantage of my stunned state and jumped up, grabbing her clothes frantically before dashing to the tiny bathroom and slamming the door shut.
Fucking great, Remington.
I was pissed at myself for ruining the moment, but as my breathing returned to normal and blood pumped north to my head, I had to admit that it would have been a mistake. Oh, I intended to have Scarlett—in as many ways as possible. But we needed to clear the air first because I fully intended to keep her. Even if the leak had come from her, I was going to let her explain this time and figure out a way to trust each other again.
But, my gut was telling me it hadn’t been Scarlett and therefore, I’d messed up big time and a whole lot of groveling was in my future.
My T-shirt was flung over the coffee machine on the tiny kitchen counter across from the couch. I reached over to retrieve it, then put it on as I settled on the couch, waiting for Scarlett to reappear.
“I want you gone when I come back out,” she yelled, her voice slightly muffled behind the door.
“Not happening,” I replied in an even tone, simply stating a fact.
The door slammed against the wall as it was thrown open, and Scarlett marched out, fully dressed, with her hands planted on her hips. “I don’t want you here,” she gritted out through clenched teeth.
“Liar,” I accused with a chuckle that only seemed to piss her off even more.
“We’re not good for each other, so what’s the point of rehashing the past? This was a mistake, Kane.”
I frowned, irritated that she called what happened between us a mistake. It was anything but. And It was going to happen a fuck of a lot more. “I think you mean inevitable.”
She threw her hands in the air and huffed, “There’s no talking to you!”
I jumped to my feet and closed the small distance between us, crowding her back against the wall. “That’s exactly what I’m trying to do, baby. So, sit your sexy ass down and talk to me.”
“That’s not—I didn’t mean—I just…”
I raised an eyebrow, silently waiting for her to make the next move. When she raised her chin stubbornly, I was torn between laughing and growling, but ultimately pushed both aside and took control of the situation. “Look, I shouldn’t have phrased it like that. I thought I knew better, that I shouldn’t want you because you betrayed me.” Her expression darkened, and I hurried on before she could yell at me. “I was wrong. Wrong not to give you the chance to explain, wrong for automatically assuming it was you, and wrong when I convinced myself that I shouldn’t want you, that we had no future.”
Scarlett’s emotions played across her face and I could see her wavering in her conviction to avoid talking about this—about us.I wanted to push her a little more, but I had a feeling that it would only cause her to shut down again.
So, I waited, but my questions were burning a hole in my chest and eventually, I asked, “Was it you, Scarlett? You said I didn’t let you explain, well I’m giving you the chance now.”
Tears welled up in her eyes right before an emotionless mask descended and she shuttered her eyes.Fuck. This wouldn’t go any farther tonight, so when she pushed against my chest, I took several steps back.
“It doesn’t matter anymore,” she intoned as she walked over to the trailer door and opened it, a clear message that she wanted me to leave.
My instincts were telling me to leave, to give her some breathing room so that she didn’t lock the door on “us” before I had a chance to show her we were meant to be.
I walked to the door, but before I stepped out, I leaned in and placed a soft kiss on her forehead. “This isn’t over, Scarlett.”
She swallowed hard, but didn’t respond, so I went down the steps and began walking toward my trailer.
After a few minutes, I glanced back and was relieved to see her standing in the doorway watching me. Somehow, I knew it meant the figurative door was still open, too.
Scarlett avoided talking to me—other than on set—for a few days. I let her get away with it because I had a few things I wanted to do before we had another conversation. First, I’d gone to Ryder and asked him to put me in touch with someone who could hunt down the truth behind the fake news fiasco. I already knew it hadn’t been Scarlett and was kicking myself up and down Hollywood Boulevard for being so stupid. But, I hoped byfinding out who had really been behind it, it would help us move past it.
