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“Yeah, love?” He smirks at me when I roll my eyes. I don’t know why he started calling me that. It’s just so fucking weird, but so fucking Kiwi.
“What happened last night? What was wrong?” His face falls immediately. The blue in his eyes dim and it’s like all the light that was beginning to build, fades.
“Nothing,” he says as he scrubs his hand over his face.
“Did something happen with Arch?” His head rears back like I slapped him.
“Archer? Why the fuck would anything happen with him?”
“Well, you hate him,” I say hesitantly. “I just assumed you were in a bad mood because you had to see him again.” He laughs humorlessly as he rolls his eyes.
“Nah, babe. I wasn’t in a bad mood because I had to see your boyfriend again.” He moves past me toward the hall, and my temper spikes. I grab the back of his shirt, stopping him.
“He’s not my boyfriend,” I snarl. “Stop saying that.”
“So, you fuck guys who aren’t your boyfriend often then?” He whirls around to face me, and I step closer to him, pressing my chest against his. I hate that he’s taller than me. I want to be in his face. “Don’t do that shit, Kens. Don’t buck up to me.”
“Or what?” I challenge. “What will you do, Kiwi?” His eyes darken and, if I were smart, I’d back off. But I’m not, so I shove his shoulder, taunting him.
Maybe I’m provoking him so I can have him back, the real him. Or maybe it’s because I want him to unleash his crazy so I can see how deep it really goes. Maybe I’m a glutton for punishment and like men who can hurt me.
“If you’re looking for me to hit you, you’re looking at the wrong fucking man,” he says in a low, calm voice. “But if you’re looking for one to tie you to the bed and edge you until you cry, then I’m your guy.” I blink at him, letting his words sink in.
“What?” I breathe. “Edge me? You’d fucking edge me?” He grins as he rests his hand on my waist, digging his thick fingers into my skin.
“Like the thought of that, do you?” I shove at his chest again, and his hold tightens.
“No, you fucking sadist.” He throws his head back and laughs, his Adam’s apple bobbing like it always does when it’s a real laugh. I hadn’t heard it in a day and I hadn’t realized how much I’d really missed it.
Fuck, this man. He’s getting under my skin.
He grabs the back of my neck suddenly, and I squeak. It’s a sound I’ve never fucking made before, and when he lowers his eyes to mine, they’re twinkling with hunger. He lowers his head closer to mine until I feel his warm breath along my neck. His lips brush against my ear and goosebumps ripple across my skin.
“I’ll show you fucking sadist, baby.” His hold on my neck barely tightens, and I suck in a sharp breath.
Bunching his shirt in my fists, I drag him closer. I don’t know what I want from him. I don’t know if I want him to fuck me or fight with me.
Our eyes stay locked as we glare at each other, his hold on me an anchor. His gaze drops to my mouth as he runs his tongue along his bottom lip, and I feel it–I feel myself melt into him.
My lips part on a silent plea, but just as fast as he’d grabbed me, he lets go and steps away. My head spins, and if it wasn’t for his hand on my waist, I’d fall.
He’s intoxicating. He’s potent.
I blink a few times, ridding myself of the daze he caused, and glare up at him. He just stares back smugly. I want to slap that look off his face, but a bigger part of me wants to kiss it off.
What the fuck is wrong with me? Why is he the only man to make my head go fuzzy like this?
“Get away from me, asshole.” I shove at his chest and storm past him, letting his laughter follow me down the hall. Walking back into my bedroom, I slam the door shut and begin to pace.
This isn’t good.
Having his full attention is not good. I’ve learned that now. I can’t poke him and expect him to back off like everyone else does. He’ll take the fucking bait and switch it on me, giving me a bigger dose of my own medicine. He makes me go fucking crazy, in more ways than one.
And that can’t happen.
I’ve been single my entire fucking life. It’s just been my kid and me, and that’s all I’ve ever needed—it’s all I’ve ever wanted. And the guy I’m starting to fall for is fucking Kiwi? Absolutely not.Nope. No fucking way.
It wasn’t until this exact moment that I even realized I was starting tolikethe fucking asshole!
