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I take a step back with each step he takes toward me. I cross my arms and try to stare him down when my back hits the fridge. His hands brace on each side of me. I am trapped. Trapped between his strong arms, trapped by his addictive scent, trapped by his greenish-blue eyes.
“Our marriage will happen.”
“If you think I am going to let you touch me, you’re mistaken.”
Just to prove he can, his finger brushes a strand of my hair back. My breath trips over as he skims down my neck, pressing down on the erratic pulse.
“But you want my touch, don’t you?” I’m about to open my mouth when he puts his finger on my lips. “Your body is not a liar.”
The heat in the room blasts through me. He leans into me, trailing his nose against my neck, the sensation dizzying me.
“What am I going to do with you?”
“Set me free?” I ask in a whisper.
“I can’t do that.”
I try to push him off me, but his thumping heart gives me pause. “Why would you marry me?”
“It serves my agenda.”
For a moment, I expected something different. And the disappointment drags my heart lower in my chest.
“I thought it was to keep me safe.”
“That too.”
The muscles of his arm strain as he pushes himself off me. I stare at his retreating back, and the movement shakes me out of the Kieran-induced trance. Oh no, he will not be the one who leaves first, again.
I follow him upstairs, stepping inside his bedroom, a minimally decorated room with gray walls and black furniture. Kieran eyes me over his shoulder as he peels his shirt off. I swallow back words when I see his chest, those muscles flexing, a six-pack melting into aV.
Stop looking.
But it’s impossible. I glimpse a tattoo on his forearm, but I can’t decipher what it is from a distance.
“Having a stroke?”
I snap my gaze back to his face, which is just as unnerving. “I’ve seen better.”
He backs me into the wall in one move, pinning my hands above my head.
“You went to an all-girls school.” His voice drips with something dark, primal.
I arch my back, loving him affected. “Yes, so?”
“Where did you see better-looking men? In your dreams?”
I lift my knee, but the bastard anticipates it and spreads my legs with his thigh. The heat of his body, his presence, overwhelms my senses.
“Let me go.”
Kieran pushes himself off me, and I pat my dress down. It has a stupid tendency of bunching up around him.
“It’s been a long day. I need a shower. So unless you’re going to join me, leave.”
He peels his pants off, followed by his black boxer briefs. My mouth dries as he stands there in all his naked glory. His body is a sculpture to be worshipped. I blink at his long, thick dick pointing at me, and my kneecaps melt, making my legs wobble.
He smirks, and before he steps inside the shower, he says, “There’s room for two.”
