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“Yeah… that’s what I thought.”
I took a deep breath, annoyed. “You know, sometimes things happen in life that you can’t control, Dylan. All that’s left is to accept them, whether you like them or not.”
I heard the bed dip, and I knew he was sitting up.
“Well, sweetheart, you best be puttin’ on your big girl panties if you’re going to be throwin’ out vague theories like that.”
“It’s not vague.” I shrugged. “You just want to assume it is, and you know what they say about people who assume shit, Dylan McGraw.”
“Well, fuck me runnin’. That went over about as smooth as sandpaper.”
“Now, that’s a vague assumption,” I mocked in the same condescending tone.
“Hot damn, darlin’.”
He stood, walking over to me all confident, a predatory look in his eyes like he was going in for the kill. I didn’t cower when his large, muscular frame overshadowed mine as he pressed me up against the wall, closing me in with his arms on the sides of my face. A bit of my resolve shattered when he leaned forward, kissing my cheek, slowly moving over to my ear, which sent tingles down my spine. His hot breath radiated off my skin, causing all sorts of other sensations. He had me right where he wanted me.
Vulnerable.
My heart fluttered, my stomach dropped, and my mouth parted. I hated this.
No, I didn’t.
He knew exactly what he was doing when he rasped, “If you’re looking for a fight, suga’, then I’m your man.”
He cocked his head to the side and stepped in toward me, it didn’t take much for his mouth to be close to mine. Although, he pulled me closer to him by the nook of my neck and I didn’t flinch, if anything I stood taller.
I cleared my throat, trying to steady my voice. “All I was trying to say was for someone who’s so observant, you’re ignoring what’s blatantly in front of your face.”
He looked me up and down. “You’re the only one that’s in my face,” he groaned, inches away from my lips. “What do you want to do about that, huh?” he added for good measure.
I shoved his chest as hard as I could, but he didn't move an inch. It didn't faze him one bit.
Asshole.
He suddenly grabbed my wrists and brought them above my head. Holding them in his tight grasp. I had nowhere to go now. I could barely move. I was at his mercy and as much as it pissed me off, it also turned me on in ways that I never experienced before.
What the hell?
“Because I could think of plenty of things to do with that sweet little mouth of yours that knows how to push every single one of my goddamn buttons.”
“I—”
“Did I say you could talk?”
My eyes widened and mouth dropped. “Who the hell do you think you are? This is not how it’s going to go, McGraw.”
His eyes dilated, dark and daunting. “Or what? What are you going to do, suga’? Because I’m not the one that’s backed up into a wall, am I?”
I jerked my body around, trying to break out of his hold, but the second I felt his fingers tug on the ends of my hair I froze.
“Sweetheart, you’re not going anywhere unless I want you to.”
He softly gripped the front of my neck, his thumb and index finger clutching my pulse that only heightened with his touch. He cockily smiled when he realized how much he was affecting me. He moved his hand from my neck down to my inner thigh and slowly caressed the soft skin of my bare thighs.
Dylan had never touched me like this before. We barely made out. I didn’t recognize the guy before me, and that thrilled me more than it should. I swallowed the saliva that had pooled in my mouth. My breathing elevated, showing him just how much he was getting to me.
“Does it excite you to be at my mercy, darlin’?”
