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“Thanks for thinking I'm cute.” I winked and let him hold the door for me.
“And the other part?”
As I stepped over the threshold, I reached up and tugged on my ponytail. “I'll take it under advisement.”
The cool air hit my face just as a rich, deep voice raised the gooseflesh on my arms. “Take what under advisement, Ms. Barlow?”
The boss stood at the top of the stairs before me where he crossed his arms as he leaned on the curly ironwork balustrade.
My breath caught in my throat. Dressed in a black silk suit, with a crisp white button down and a burgundy paisley tie, he radiated wealth, power, and raw sex. His position above me left me no choice but to look there, and while he was too put together to reveal the treasures within, that didn't stop my overactive imagination from picturing salacious images of his package. Long, I expect, and nicely plump that when rampant, pulsed with a long purple vein that displayed ardent desire. I'm forced to restrain myself from fanning my face which I was positive now flamed red. And damn him, his kissable lips turned up in a sexy smirk as if he could tell what ran through my unrestrained mind.
And for that I wanted to kissandkill him at the same time.
I caught myself tapping the center of my chest right over the magical hum. He watched my hand as if he knew why, but there was a deeper ache I was trying to diffuse. Though the powerful Alpha of a wolf pack, Kye now seemed juvenile and craven compared to this mystery man.
The world tilted as I gazed at Mr. X, wondering what it would be like to feel his lips against mine. Would I be selling my soul if I gave in to his devilish grin?
His eyes swirled in chocolate and sienna tones, and the gold flecks glowed warmer than I’d ever seen them. Red flashed through his eyes like ruby lightning. He leaned slightly closer to me, and we were locked together in a trance. Heat moved up my thighs, settling between my legs, and it was as though I could feel his hand stroking from my ankle to my knee to my center. Neither of us moved, but his thoughts bore into my own. His intentions danced along the connection between us.
He wanted me as much as I desired him. His gaze dropped to the valley between my breasts, and his eyes gleamed as though he was imagining what might be beneath my blouse. Tension built between my legs.
“Why did you rescue me?” I asked in a low voice that didn’t sound like my own. “You could’ve just carved my chest open and left me there.”
“Yes, I could’ve.” His mouth twisted with humor I didn’t quite follow.
“And why didn’t you?”
He didn’t answer, but a volatile desire sizzled between us. This wasn’t just attraction; this was an atomic level yearning that I’d never felt in my life. Every sense was filled with him. Every space, every breath. A thunderstorm brewed between us, but there were no clouds, only the rolling crashes of desire.
I didn’t have a clue what the fuck was going on, but I didn’t want it to stop.
“What do you want from me?” I breathed.
He still didn’t answer, but his eyes flashed a glowing ruby shade.
I tipped forward on the balls of my feet slightly, needing to be closer to him until there wasn’t a planck of air between us.
Slowly, he pressed his forehead to mine and his cologne filled my nose as his lips hovered dangerously close to mine—cinnamon and whiskey still fresh on them.
I shivered from the intensity of longing that jolted through me. My chest burned, and whatever was lodged between my shoulder blades spread warmth through me. Lust corkscrewed down my spine and tickled my tailbone.
He pulled me close, and my hands slid away from his face. What was wrong with me? Was I seriously thinking of jumping the bones of a man I didn’t know? There were all sorts of wrong with that, especially after everything I’d been through.
Beads of sweat broke out on my upper lip, and I froze. “Wait. Are you compelling me or something?”
He pushed a hand through his dark hair and sighed. “I don’t know how to answer that.”
“Answer it honestly.” I took a step back. “It shouldn’t be hard.”
“The truth isn’t that simple, Ms. Barlow.”
“Oh, okay. Here, let me help you since this issocomplicated,” I snapped. “It’s three letters or two. Yes, or no?”
He watched me silently with an infuriating icy precision before he finally answered. “Here’s the truth. I’m not sure who is compelling whom.”
“That’s it? That’s all you have for me? When I have this creepy thing in my chest because of you? And Kye and his pack are on my ass now?”
He raised his brow, “You think I'm responsible for your plight?”
