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“No.”
“Can I see you for dinner again?”
“I don’t think that’s a good idea.”
My patience came to an abrupt end. “What the fuck, Mike? It’s not like I’m asking you to marry me.”
Mike simply shook his head, backing away from me as though I was poison.
“You don’t understand,” Mike muttered. The pain in his tone tugged at something in my chest, but it was difficult now not to feel completely used and not in a fucking good way. I wanted to feel used, lying in bed beside him, naked and exhausted. Not used, my jaw slightly sore from his rough fucking, with a man who now refused to look at me. He reached forward as though he was going to take my hand, then thought the better of it and dropped his arm back to his side. “Even this close…” Mike waved his hand dismissively in the space between us, indicating where we had been standing together, “… is too close.”
“So why ask me to dinner? Why…” I couldn’t even bring myself to sayfuck my mouth, but I didn’t need to as Mike’s gray eyes dropped back to the floor. He had no answers for me, and I wasn’t going to get anything more from him. All the sophisticated persona, it was all bullshit. Everything was grandstanding, a normal person afraid of any sort of commitment, even though I had made no mention or attempted to get anything more from him than something casual. It would be nice, but I wasn’t going to push. It was one date, for fuck’s sake.
Underneath it all, Mike was nothing but a…
“Coward,” I whispered.
Mike’s eyes shot up and met mine, and for a moment, there was a flare of possessiveness again before the guilt came back, and he looked away from me—this time across his apartment and out the window at the dark cityscape outside.
“Fuck this.” Striding away from Mike, I grabbed my jacket on the way out and didn’t look back.
MIKE
Coward.
Jacob wasn’t wrong.
I was a coward.
I was a coward when it came to Tate and how I handled the situation—any other demon wouldn’t have had a problem with his violent tendencies, and if they did, they would have taken him down and be damned with the consequences.
Any other demon wouldn’t have bonded so frivolously.
And I was a coward when it came to moving on.
It had been almost a decade, and I remained hiding behind my suits, figuratively and literally. On the rare occasions I fucked, I fucked with my clothes on, and most of the men didn’t complain. They were never denied pleasure, so why shouldn’t they let me have what they assumed was a kink of mine?
Except Jacob.
Of course, he would be the type to question me, with understanding and lust in his eyes, wanting to touch and be close, wanting to feel his hands on my chest, then over my shoulders and into my hair as I returned the favor he had done for me, and shown him what magic I could do withmymouth. But because there was something about him that drew me to him—a passion and electricity that made him different—that was all the more reason not to let him get closer than he already had.
It was a mistake to go on a date, and it was a mistake to bring him back to my place.
But I was finding it hard to regret the feeling of his lips wrapped around my cock.
There was one thing I wanted to ask the werewolves to do before I stopped seeing the pack, and it’s something I should have asked of them a long time ago.
But Jacob was right.
Coward.
Now I was fueled with self-hatred, and my hands were balled into fists at my sides as I strode through the wet grass, knee-high and leaving my pants soaked. Jacob deserved much better than the likes of me, and while I enjoyed living a life of luxury I had built here, that’s all I should be aiming for.
I was no good for humans.
Tate had proven that to me.
“Fuck,” I cursed out loud, letting the word push through my gritted teeth and increasing my stride until I was just short of running. “Dante!”
