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“Betrayed your father, led him astray.”
There’s sarcasm there now too.
I shove him. “I don’t care what you got up with or did to survive. My father was a grown man, but you—you hurt me more than anyone, ever.”
“You don’t know shit, Nadia.”
“Then explain.”
“The past can rot where it lies,” he says, hauling me against him. “And it’s interfering. This town’s got something wrong happening. More than how I felt about it when I was young. Drugs? The missing girls? And is anyone doing anything?”
“Riff.” I twist the knife or try to. “The douche? He and some others have been talking about how to clean up this mess, so there’s that.”
“And how are they doing that?”
“Highland dancers? I don’t know.”
Diego releases me. “Lowlanders?”
“I was half listening when I had a drink with them a few nights ago. He was chatting to some drunk idiot, and they mentioned that name.” I shrug. “Just came to me.”
“What else has he said?”
“Nothing? They want to clean up, but they need to do it the right way. Not everyone hates this place like you.”
“I never hated everything.”
Me. He didn’t hate me, and I want to cry.
“Longstocking, I don’t have the big picture yet, but I will. My friends will help. Hey, don’t cry.”
I slap at him as he reaches for me. “I’m not. I’m mad.”
“I’m not too happy, either.”
The air in the kitchen changes, and he drops his gaze to the hem of my skirt.
My heart lurches because there’s a good way to avert a fight. I take the dress and edge it up, just high enough that I’m borderline about to show him everything, and that’s where I stop. “What are you going to do about it?”
“This.”
His mouth crashes down on mine in a punishing kiss that feeds the need in me. Diego breaks it, spins me, and pushes me face-first onto the table.
“I think I’m gonna fuck you now because you’ve been testing my patience.”
A thrill runs, dark and hot, through me. This is something we dabbled in but never plunged into the really rough stuff, and as my blood pressure spikes, I wiggle my ass at him. I want this. Need it.
“That’s if you can get it up.”
The laugh is full-on carnal, and he comes over me, the hiss of his zipper music. “I can more than get it up. Can you take a man is the real question.”
“Do it.”
He pulls my panties aside, they rip a little, and I don’t care. He drags the head of his cock through my wetness, and then plunges in, balls deep.
“Oh, God.”
“Take it, Nadie. Take it all.”
