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“What do you want?” I ask instead.
He steps into my foyer, uninvited. “For that to never happen again.”
I’m too proud to make another scene, so I step back and shut the door behind him.
“No one can ever know, Cade.” The look on his face is fierce, with no flirt in sight. “I know you have a helluva temper, but control it.”
“Quit pissing me off, and I will.”
“I’m serious.”
“I am too. As a heart attack.”
I lean against the wall. My ankle throbs. Other parts of my body join in.
His white T-shirt is cling wrap, revealing the abs I’m counting down his torso. It reminds me I have panties to wash.
“And tell that girlfriend of yours to mind her own business, or I’ll feed her her teeth for breakfast.”
“I told you…”
He mimics me, leaning against the opposite wall. The jut of his hips features his generous package. I force my eyes not to glance down at it… remembering.
“She’s not my girlfriend.”
“Seems she didn’t get that memo. Guess she’s too focused on her premiere and Prada dress.” I nod toward the door. “Does she know you’re over here talking to me? Again?”
“She just flew back to LA. Alone. I think someone pissed her off.”
“You should’ve known better than to bring her here. You might as well have dropped a lit match in a fireworks store.”
He laughs. “You jealous?”
“Nope. But I own a mirror and see my reflection looking at her, minus the long brown hair.” His eyes can’t deny it. “Am I your type now?”
“All of LA is gorgeous.”
“So I’m gorgeous to you?”
“You know you are. To everyone. You also know you got a goddamn temper like a viper. I want you to control it. And your mouth.”
“Yeah, I wanted things too and didn’t get them either. So go fuck Angie’s mouth and control it instead.”
He’s quiet, raising his chin like he’s trying to read between my lines and my panties.
His stare drops between my thighs, starting the tingle, the delicious hunger only he can fill.
“You’re such a jealous hellcat over Angie.” Finally, his eyes rise to mine. They’re a prison, holding me captive. “What about that dude you were dancing with?”
“I work with him. That’s all.”
“Seems he didn’t get that memo. He was too focused on your ass and wanting to fuck it. Him and every man in that room.”
Why did that suddenly hurt? So deep? Hitting so hard it forces every drop of pain in me to escape.
Redix knows why.
And that hurts worse.
