Page 46 of Hate You Always


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Juliette, on the other hand, is not one of those girls.

She’s never been one of those girls.

“Because we’re friends.”

Sort of.

“No, we’re not. Our families are friends. You’re friends with Mav.” She waggles a finger between us. “The two of us have never been friends.”

I sweep my tongue slowly across my teeth. “Did you ever think it might be time to rectify that situation?” Before she can shoot down the question with a resounding no, I add, “Plus, you’re going to need help tackling that bucket list, which is where I come in.” I eat up as much distance as I can between us until the thick edge of the table bites into my chest before dropping my voice several octaves. Even the thought of her wanting another guy pisses me off.

“Is there someone else you have in mind for the job?”

Her gaze never falters as she draws her lower lip between her teeth. She chews the plump flesh for a long, drawn-out moment that makes my heart thump harder before shaking her head.

My muscles loosen in response.

Unable to help myself, my attention gets snagged by her mouth and my cock stirs against my boxers. Ever since Friday night, I’ve spent a fair share of time fantasizing about what it would be like to crush her lips to mine. To sweep my tongue inside her mouth and have her surrender to my dominance.

I’ve spent so many years forcing Juliette to the back of my brain. Now that the door has been cracked open, there’s no way to slam it shut again. For better or worse, those monsters have been unleashed.

“It’s just…” Her voice trails off as she glances away.

The color that blooms in her cheeks only amps me up more. The girls I normally screw around with are skilled and know how to manipulate a situation. Every flip of their hair, bite of their lip, coy look aimed in a guy’s direction is a practiced and calculated move on their part. At the end of the day, it’s all a game. And they sure as shit don’t blush when thinking or discussing sex.

It only reinforces how different and special she truly is.

“What?” It’s so damn tempting to shove the table aside in order to get my hands on her.

Instead, I release a steady breath and force my muscles to loosen. If I come on too strong, it’ll only scare her away, and that’s the last thing I want to do.

“There’s something on the list that’s…”

“Come on, spit it out.” Nerves prickle at the bottom of my belly.

“Sexual.”

That one word is all it takes to turn my cock to stone. I’m so fucking hard that it’s painful.

I lift a brow and try to remain casual when all I want to do is lock her down tight. “And?”

Her gaze slices to mine as she shifts restlessly on the chair. Any moment, she’s going to go up in flames.

And I’ll probably go up with her.

“We can’t,” she whispers.

“Why not?”

Her eyes dart away. “Because you’re not attracted to me.”

Is she out of her mind?

How does she not see through the thin veneer I’ve kept in place all these years?

Instead of responding to that comment, I jerk to my feet.

Her eyes widen as I stalk around the table, swallowing up the distance between us. She squeaks when I wrap my hand around her smaller one and haul her from the chair. There isn’t time for questions as I tow her through the maze of bookshelves until we’re buried deep in the back corner, away from prying eyes. She hastens her step to keep pace with me.

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