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She glances around, then snatches up a pool ball.
"What are you—"
She lobs it at me. It’s thanks to my quick reflexes that I duck. The ball grazes past my cheek. I straighten in time to see her sling another one, and another. I weave to the left, then right. I close the distance to her and wrap my arms about her, holding her captive. "Let me go," she snarls.
"Not until you calm down."
"Calm down? I’ll show you how calm I am." She straightens up and sinks her teeth in the side of my throat. Goddamn, my cock twitches. Pinpricks of heat radiate out from where she’s bitten me. She leans back, and I spot the blood that coats her teeth.
"Fuck!" I bend my head and fix my mouth on hers. She struggles in my hold, tries to kick out, but I don’t let go. I kiss her and keep kissing her, absorbing the taste of my blood from her mouth until she stops trying to escape. Muscle by muscle, she relaxes in my arms. I soften my kiss, draw on that drugging taste of hers that swirls on my palate. A groan wells up. I loosen my hold on her. The next second, she’s pulled free. She pulls back, flattens her palms on my chest and pushes. She’s not strong enough to move me, but I pause. We stare at each other. I see the same confusion in her gaze that I feel.
"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that." I murmur.
She opens her mouth as if to say something, and I press a finger to her lips. "Don’t, baby."
She swallows, glances between my eyes, then flicks out her tongue and licks my digit. A flash of fire coils low in my belly. My thigh muscles bunch. "Jesus, Fire, this is crazy."
"You can say that again." Her voice comes out hoarse, and she clears her throat. I bring my finger to my mouth and suck on it. Her gaze intensifies.
"You’re right, we shouldn’t be doing this. It was a mistake." She swallows.
I nod. "A temporary insanity."
She glances away, then back at me. "It won’t happen again."
"It can’t," I agree.
We glance at each other, and the air between us grows thick. Sparks seem to shoot out from our joined gazes. The blood in my veins pumps harder. We move toward each other when— "Hunter, good to see you here." A voice I recognize as JJ Kane’s calls out.
I jump back; she stiffens, then smooths down her skirt.
I stay where I am, hoping I’ve blocked her from the line of sight of the door. She brushes the hair back from her face, then smooths her features into what I’ve begun to realize is her 'media face.'
"If you know what’s good for the both of us, you’ll stay away from me." She turns and heads to where I’ve hung her coat over the back of the chair. The rip in her skirt is barely noticeable, and the confidence with which she walks deflects from the flaw in her outfit.
She shrugs into the coat, then turns to JJ. "I was just leaving."
He looks from her to me, then back to her. "It’s nothing urgent, I can come back."
"No, really, we’re done here." Without another look at me she marches toward the door. "Nice place you have here. Can’t say the same about the members you’ve opened it up to though." She brushes past him and leaves.
"Ouch." JJ winces. "What did I interrupt?"
"Nothing." Everything. I bend and retrieve the fallen cue stick, then walk over to the case and stow it next to mine. At least our cues get to spend the night together. I shake my head. Did I actually think that? Clearly, I’m going out of my head. I need a change. Need to do something different. Maybe call one of the models I’ve been out with recently—and all of them were dull, boring, perfectly turned out, and completely vapid.
"Hunter?"
I shut the door to the case and pivot to face JJ. "You were saying?"
"That you need to unwind, you’re wound too tight."
"Exactly what I’m thinking." I head past him when he speaks again.
"I thought I couldn’t be with her, but then I realized the only thing stopping me was myself."
I pause and glance at him over my shoulder. "I assume you’re speaking about you and your girlfriend?"
"Lena, she was my son’s girlfriend before we got together."
