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“I had no idea who you—”
“You’re a pretty shitty liar for an attorney.”
I roll my eyes. “Fine! I heard you talking and recognized your tattoos. Soyes, Hades. I knew who you were, okay!? And now you know whoIam, or was, or whatever. We’re even—”
“Not quite.”
It happens so fast I don’t even have time to gasp. His big hand comes up and wraps around my throat just as his mouth drops to mine. And suddenly, Hades is kissing me with all the aggressive force of a conquering army.
His lips bruise against mine. His tongue demands entrance, pushing into my mouth and tasting my own. I shudder, and when the whimper hums in my throat, I swear I can feel him smiling triumphantly through the kiss.
Half of me wants to shove him away and slap his goddamn face.
The other half wants him to dominate me and bring me to my knees again, like he did at the club.
And the longer I kiss him, and the warmer my body gets as it sinfully and traitorously melts against his rock-hard chest, the more that other half of me is winning the battle.
“Did you go grocery shopping? I’m starving.”
The sound of Nora’s voice is like having ice water dumped over my head. With a startled gasp, I yank my lips away from Hades and shove him back. I stumble from him, panting, my eyes wide as my hand comes up to touch my puffy, swollen lips.
“Elsa.”
Turning from the Greek god in front of me, I turn to see Nora padding into the living room and glancing curiously at me through the open glass door to the balcony.
“I’m going to do delivery. Burritos work for you?”
I just nod, still numb.
Still tingling everywhere.
Still trying to keep myself away from the swirling dark vortex of a man standing less than two feet from me, who just kissed the absolute fuck out of me.
“Uh, yeah, thanks.”
She nods her chin past me. “Is the narc staying for burritos too?”
“I could do some serious damage to a barbacoa—”
“He is not,” I say thinly.
Nora shrugs and walks into the kitchen fiddling with her phone as I turn back to Hades.
To those eyes.
To those lips.
To that fierce look in his face that says he’s ready to devour me.
“I want you to leave. Andnowwe’re even—”
I almost choke on the last word as Hades surges to me, forcing me backward until my back hits the glass wall next to the doorway into the living room. I whimper despite myself as he melts against me, pinning me to the glass as his lips brush the sensitive skin on my neck where my bruises—hisbruises—have just started to fade.
“Hades—”
I gasp sharply when his lips fasten over one of the fading marks, and his teeth sink into my skin. Hard. So hard, in fact, that something heated flickers and licks its way down my spine to pool between my thighs.
“We’re not even close to even yet,kitten.”
