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“Kit?”

I just shrug. I’m not here to talk about Kit—at least, not unless she’s finally willing to share the truth with me.

“What are you doing here?” she breathes as I straddle her. Although I’m not touching her, my breath hovers over her lips.

“I wanted to check on you—make sure Andrea isn’t hurting you.”

“He won’t hurt me,” she says.

“He did before.”

She chews on her bottom lip but doesn’t respond.

So he did hurt her. I squeeze my fists into tight balls to keep myself from going after Andrea. I’ll murder him for touching her, for hurting her. But I’m still not sure, despite everything, how she could still choose him.

But then again, if men who hurt her were ruled out, there wouldn’t be anyone left in the world for her. We have all hurt her in our own ways.

She stares at me as if she wants to say so much more but can’t. I feel much the same, and I’m not going to waste this moment. I don’t know how long they are going to be able to distract Andrea.

“And I want to know who you want to win.”

Her eyes widen, like she’s surprised by the question.

“You and everyone else.”

“Did Andrea ask as well?”

“Yes.”

“What did you tell him?”

“Nothing.”

She raises her head, and her lips inch closer to mine, but they still don’t touch.

“And what are you going to tell me?”

“Nothing—because you already know my answer.”

Then our lips crash together. I don’t know what’s come over us. Did she kiss me at the same time I kissed her? Or was I the one who initiated? Either way, she’s kissing me back like it’s the last time—and it probably is.

My body grinds against hers. My hardness pushes against her soft curves, begging for so much more than we have time for. I know she likes sex and doesn’t have a problem fucking men she’s not in love with.

There are too many clothes between us—jeans and t-shirts and sweaters, but it’s too cold in this cabin to get her naked and too risky if Andrea comes back. So I’ll have to make do with feeling beneath her clothes. That is if she doesn’t stop me earlier.

“What do you want?” I breathe as I thrust my hips between her legs, pulling a soft moan from her.

She shakes her head. “You’re not going to fuck the truth out of me.”

“But I am going to fuck you?”

“You better.”

“Good, I need one last fuck to hold onto for eternity before I die.”

She stills at my words to the point I don’t feel her breathing underneath me.

I sweep my mouth over hers, kissing her and breathing into her at the same time until it sparks her to breathe again. I shouldn’t have said what I said, but it was the truth, and she needed to hear it.

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