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My hand itches to touch her, fucking grab her by that gorgeous hair and kiss her.
But something stops me.
She’ll never forgive you for not coming to her rescue.
My jaw clenches.
My fist tightens.
And I wish I had finished that bottle of whiskey.
Actually, I should go back to the car and do just that. Maybe crash it against the gate this time.
Nicole sits me down on a sofa and produces a first aid kit from a side table as if she played Sherlock and learned this mansion’s every nook.
Which I wouldn’t be surprised if she did.
She has always been curious, intuitive, and the smartest woman I’ve ever met.
Nicole dabs the cotton at my forehead, a delicate frown on her brows. “You’re not a kid or a teenager. How can you even get in a fight at this age? You’re a solicitor, for God’s sake, fighting shouldn’t even be one of your options.”
Her voice is like my favorite symphony and most distorted nightmare.
But no matter how much I want to close the distance between us, it’s already too deep.
Too fucked up.
You screwed it all up, Daniel. You think you have the right to touch her?
I swiftly pull the cotton from her fingers and stagger to my feet. “I’ll do it on my own.”
Her shoulders drop and her face scrunches as if I stepped on her chest.
But I don’t allow myself to look at that soft face, at the only lips I remember the taste of. For eleven years, I haven’t kissed other women, never found the reason behind it. Not after I kissed her the day her mother was arrested. In a way, I kept her taste with me until her lips found mine again on the day I fucked her in my office.
Nicole is the only woman I want to kiss until we’re both out of breath and sharing each other’s air.
Wrong train of thought, fucker.
I turn around, not bothering to take the first aid kit as I stalk to the stairs.
But before I can take a step, her brittle, broken voice stops me. “Do I repulse you?”
26
NICOLE
If hearts were able to spill free, mine would be splashing on the floor.
My fingers dig into my shawl to stop myself from reaching out to his back. Seems that’s all I ever have of Daniel.
His back.
His cold shoulder.
His ignorance.
Eleven years didn’t change that. Probably nothing will.
