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Kieran clenches his jaw in frustration, puffing a heavy breath out. “Because you want me to make you feel better emotionally, and I don’t fucking know how. Physically, I can, if you allowed me.”
“You still think you deserve me?”
“I want you. I want you so bad I can’t fucking think, work, eat, sleep. You’re keeping me awake, starved, on the brink of insanity.”
His words heat my cold skin, feed my famished heart.
“Good.” I gulp, licking my lips.
Suddenly, he grips my chin, and his thumb caresses my lower lip. “Do you enjoy seeing me unraveling?”
I close my eyes for a second, feeling the same. Unraveled, on the precipice.
“Terribly. I will enjoy watching you want something you can’t have.”
“Is it because of him?”
“Yes.”
“I guess your father sent you in vain to an all-girls school.”
I push him off me and walk away.
Silence between us is better. Words only ruin, and we’re a pile of wrecked pieces.
After I shower, I yank back the duvet and climb into bed. This is not our first night of passive-aggressive games. That asshole is not the only one who has trouble sleeping. With him next to me feeling as if he’s biding his time, waiting for me to make one move so he can pounce on me? And that’s why we spend our nights glaring and challenging each other.
Our morning routine is the same. Kieran watches me while I shower and show him the body he will never touch again. He grunts as he rolls out of bed, changes quickly, and shuts the door behind him. We’re nothing if not persistent.
I’m eating my breakfast when Kieran appears, but I don’t stop chatting with Tamara, ignoring him. If his clamped jaw is any indication, he doesn’t like it. Not at all. Good.
“What would you like to eat for lunch?” she asks.
“The mushroom soup is delicious. I’ve been thinking about it all week.”
“I can make it for you whenever you want.”
My cheeks heat when I catch Kieran’s heated gaze. When he continues to stare, I choke on my grape. The asshole grins.
I must be reaching my breaking point. If he wants a show, I’ll give him one. I turn to him, grab a banana, and peel it slowly. With my eyes capturing his, I swallow it to the back of my throat, no gag reflex at all.
His pupils dilate, taking over the blue in his eyes. I might have gone to an all-girls school, but that didn’t mean we didn’t occupy ourselves with other things in our spare time.
He shifts in his chair, the sexual frustration oozing from him. One moment he’s sitting. The next, he grabs my hand.
In a smoky tone ending in a rasp, he asks, “When did you learn that?”
“To eat bananas? Pretty sure when my mom stopped breastfeeding,” I answer, offering him my most innocent look.
His eyes burn with jealousy.
He leans over, whispering in my ear, “I will enjoy killing him. And I will take my time, Aurora.”
He’s crazy, he really is. Let him burn with jealousy while I rejoice over my win.
“You’d have to find who and where he is.” I roll the banana over my tongue to provoke him further.
He shoots up from the chair, and I smile in victory. It’s fun playing with him.
