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Bad girl. He’s a patient.
I closed my eyes, turning my head.
“Look at me,” he growled.
His command sparked something inside of me, an intense need so compelling that I obeyed him instantly.
“When you’re in my house, you will followmyrules.” His words were thrilling, which shocked me more than I could rationalize and as he lowered his head, my breath skipped several beats. I could swear the man was going to kiss me.
And I wanted him to devour my lips as aggressively as he was espousing his anger.
Do not do that.
Swallowing, I tried everything I could to control my breathing, but it was no use. My mind and body revolted at the same time, bumping my hips up, gaining enough leverage I was able to toss a leg over his. Seconds later, I managed to hoist him over onto his back.
He was shocked, his expression full of anger at first. Then he grinned like a mischievous child, allowing his heated gaze to fall to my breasts as he licked his lips. “A fighter, eh? You’ve met your match.”
“I don’t think so.” I pushed his arms out to the side, gasping for air as my long hair splayed across his face and chest. He smelled of testosterone and desire, a dangerous combination.
“Be careful, naughty little nurse.”
Was he threatening me? No, he was just trying to break my resolve.
He dragged his tongue across his lips for emphasis, even issuing a husky, guttural sound.
“Hmmm… So, you like challenges. Then work with me. Use that anger you have bottled up inside and fight me. Show me you’re better than me.” I continued glaring down at him when my body was starting to betray me, my nipples aching from desire, my panties damp.
“Give it your best shot, nurse.”
“It’s Chasity.” I had no business telling him, yet it felt right or important for him to know.
Why did you tell him your first name?
“Chasity,” he repeated, his tone much softer than before. “It suits you.” But his gaze continued to be full of fire and need, which confused me as much as the hunger lingering in my core.
Tick. Tock.
Seconds passed and I couldn’t move, couldn’t breathe.
“Why is that?” I finally rolled off, gently bending his knee. It was the only tender gesture he was going to get today. I expected a snarly return.
“Because it’s beautiful like you are.”
Were the words said honestly or was this some new game?
I was so shocked, I stopped in mid-action and the feel of heat rising on my cheeks embarrassed me so badly I almost walked away. Then I firmed up my grip, said nothing, and started the therapy session. He wasn’t going to get to me, no matter how insanely gorgeous he was.
As I pressed his leg back at an awkward angle, I darted my look into his eyes. He was doing everything he could to hide the pain.
Snake gritted his teeth, slamming his fist against the floor.
“You’re doing great,” I told him, moving to the other leg and repeating the exercise.
“I can’t do this shit.”
“Yes, you can.”
“You’re a pushy bitch.”
