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“I… I don’t know,” she admitted.
“You don’t know what you like?”
She shrugged and looked down, picking at her fingernails. I sighed, leaning over her to point at one of the items she’d stopped on.
“What about that?”
“It’s nice,” she agreed, her gaze darting toward me.
Her nose twitched, and my eyes widened as I realized what she was doing.
She was smelling me!
Why did that give me more pleasure than it should? And yet, I didn’t withdraw my arm.
“It’s nice?” I asked.
“I don’t really like the color.”
“Then pick one you like,” I insisted. “It’s available in other colors.”
She turned her head toward me fully, and I didn’t move fast enough, our mouths inches from one another, breaths hot.
It would be so easy to taste her, so simple to lean in and claim her body and soul as my own.
She moved toward me, and I reacted, jumping backward as if she’d burned me. My body shifted reactionarily, and Briar recoiled at the sight of my demon face, black eyes burning into her.
“What do you think you’re doing?” I hissed, backing away.
“I’m sorry,” she whispered, also withdrawing, the laptop falling from her legs. “I-I don’t know. I didn’t…”
Without a word, I spun and grabbed for the office door handle, storming back into the hallway, heart pounding wildly with every step.
This was as much my fault as it was hers. I’d already let this get too far, and now I had to stop it.
She was collateral, nothing more.
My head believed that to be true, but my primal instincts were insistent that I should claim her as my own. But I couldn’t.
The curse made it impossible.
Chapter9
Briar
Frozen in place, I stared after Ash’s retreating back before darting my gaze toward the fallen laptop. When my shock wore off, I leaned down to collect it, checking it over for damage, but it appeared fine. The website was still open, the models flashing the styles, oblivious to whatever the heck had happened.
I wasn’t sure I understood it myself. Nor did I know what to do with myself now. I thought about getting up and leaving, but I had no idea if Ash expected me to stay. No one else was around, even though Rachel had claimed she was coming in. Or maybe there were other offices I didn’t know about somewhere.
I bit on my lower lip so hard, I drew blood, but I didn’t care. It reminded me that I wasn’t dreaming, not that it was a good thing. If I wasn’t dreaming, it also meant that this attraction, that intense desire to place my lips on my demon captor, was as real as it had been.
And that couldn’t be worth celebrating.
What was going on with me?
I tried to tell myself that my attempt at kissing him was only because of the strange circumstances, the feeling of being trapped and powerless in the face of an unknown fate. But when he was close to me, and I felt his breath on my skin, I swore I could feel his heart pounding with a need as intense as my own.
He was evil, or at least that is what I believed about demon shifters. I didn’t fully understand what was going on. I still didn’t know why I was being held, and if my father had wronged him so egregiously, why was he doing so much to ensure I was happy?
