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And I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t let him go.
I’d tried to forget the man for two years, and it hadn’t worked. I was damned if he'd crash my party, get me all churned up, and leave.
“Prove it.” I shot forward and snagged his wrist, anchoring him in the physical dimension. “You say my mother and Étan lied about those texts? Then prove it.”
He twisted his arm, forcing me to release him, and clamped his fingers around my wrist instead. Dark eyes scorched into mine. “How the fuck am I supposed to do that?”
Need licked at me. In the ballroom his glamour had muted his raw sex appeal. Now, it battered me like a hot, wild storm.
The pent-up longing of two years swamped my emotions. My fangs pricked out.
I wanted to bite him and drink deep.
I wanted him to hold me down and bite me back.
I wanted to feel his hard body naked and moving against mine.
“Answer me.” He gave my wrist a shake. “How am I supposed to prove I didn’t send those texts?”
I snatched my hand back. “I don’t know. Why don’t you start by telling me why you came on to me in the first place? Why you kept after me until I met you in that pub? Why you asked me for a ‘real date’?”
My voice broke on the last two words. I swallowed and prayed he didn’t notice.
He took the slow breath of a man grasping for the last, tattered shreds of his patience. “Because I wanted you, damn it. Why does it have to be complicated? I. Wanted. You.”
I shook my head. “I don’t believe you.”
“Think about it,” he said. “Your mother had every reason in the world to lie. She wanted me gone, and you so pissed off at me you’d never speak to me again.”
I stared at him. Had Ibeen too quick to accept that he’d sent those texts? To believe he couldn’t possibly want me for myself?
Because it was true; Victorine would’ve done anything to split us up. Rafe was the first man I’d ever shown interest in—a Kral. And to put the cherry on the wrong-man sundae, he was a dhampir, too.
My mother wouldn’t have been content with simply humiliating me by bursting in on us like that. She would’ve wanted to make sure I hated Rafe, that I believed everything he’d said or done was a lie.
“It’s the truth, damn it.” He dropped back to the floor and took me by the arms. When Étan had grabbed me, I’d wanted to shove him away, but with Rafe, my knees went wobbly, which pissed me off almost as much.
“Let me go.” I tried to jerk away, but he hung on.
“No. You asked, now listen.” His gaze went to my mouth.
My skin tingled, every nerve ending alive. He was going to kiss me. I touched my tongue to my lower lip.
He drew a ragged breath through his teeth. “I should hate you. Idohate you.”
Hurt slashed me. I jerked in his grip. “Then let me go.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I’ll scream the tower down.”
I should’ve known better than to give Rafe Kral an ultimatum. He leaned closer.
“Go ahead. Scream.”
I bared my fangs and hissed at him.
A feral smile. “That’s my vampire princess. Gods, you’re so fucking hot.”
