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I marched to him, stopping in front of his wet bar. “She’s not his daughter; she’syours.”
Wesley shook his head. “I haven’t been there in any part of her life. I’m not her father. I can’t be. She’s not safe with me.” His face was pained for a second, but he threw back his drink, and when he lowered the glass, that vulnerability was gone again.
I stared at him. “How can you be so cold? Was it really only a one-night stand to you?”
“It was supposed to be,” Wesley said.
His words were harsh, but his eyes said something else. Emotion flickered across his face again, but he did a damn good job hiding it the moment it appeared. What was going on with him? How could he be so cold when I knew there was more to him than that? What was he running from, what was he so intent on hiding?
I didn’t want to know. It wasn’t my job to figure that part out. Emmie was the only one I had to worry about.
I laughed without humor. “I just thought the man I met that night was different.”
“You can’t know what I’m like after one night. You can’t know what my past was and who I am because of it.”
It was a strange thing to say, but I pushed on.
“So, you’re telling me you didn’t feel it?” I asked.
Wesley hesitated before he sipped his vodka. “Feel what?”
“I don’t believe you,” I said.
He had to have felt it. I couldn’t have been the only one to have felt a connection, to have been so intimate with him, although I’d gone through the same motions with others before him. When I hadn’t been able to find him, I’d been heartbroken, not only because I would have a baby alone, but because Wesley had beendifferent.
Now, he was acting very much the same as other guys—he was being a total jerk. Something about the way he kept shutting me down felt forced. He didn’t really want to push me away, did he? There had to be another reason why he was acting like this. It didn’t make any sense.
He was right; I couldn’t know who he was after one night, but this cold, heartless man wasn’t real. It wasn’thim. I didn’t know how I knew… I just did.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Wesley said.
He turned away from me, heading toward the window, but I grabbed his arm.
The moment our skin made contact, electricity ran through my body, and it was as if the atmosphere around us came alive. My breath caught in my throat, and a shiver ran down my spine.
Wesley looked at me with eyes that were a cerulean blue, deep and smoldering.
“I know you feltthat,” I breathed.
Wesley moved so quickly, I barely registered it before he had me pushed up against the wall next to the bar. His body was so close to me, I could feel the warmth radiating off him. His lips were fractions away from mine, and his eyes bore into my soul.
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said in a voice barely louder than a whisper.
The tension was so thick between us, it was all I could breathe.
His eyes slid to my lips, and then he kissed me.
I melted against him, and when his tongue slid into my mouth, I mewled softly at the back of my throat. He pinned me against the wall with his muscular body, branding me through my clothes, and I sighed through our kisses.
Wesley moved his head to my neck, nuzzling and nibbling the delicate skin. I shuddered, tilting my head to the side to allow him room.
Wesley moved slowly down my neck, his hand on my shoulder. He thumbed my collarbone in a hypnotizing motion while he sucked on the skin just above it, and it ramped up my need for him. I ached to have him inside of me. I wanted him to kiss me and touch me, to taste me and fuck me.
“Wesley,” I whispered.
Wesley ground his hips against my center and cupped one breast. He pinched my nipple through my clothes before he tugged my shirt down to expose my breast. I was still just wearing the tank top I slept in, and I wasn’t wearing a bra.
He pinched my nipple and rolled it between his fingers before he dipped his head and sucked it into his mouth. The attention to my breast was enough to get me wet, and as if Wesley read my mind, he pushed his free hand into my pants. His fingers found my clit, and I quivered with anticipation when he rubbed it in circles. I was balanced between his mouth and his hand, and I was rapidly approaching an orgasm.
