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“Lost a good chunk of money and product because of it,” I added, suddenly losing all hunger. Pushing the plate away, I folded my arms on the table. “I thought your dad was being petty, but I was calling the kettle black. My dad was also petty.”
Mia stared at the table, and her face had gone completely blank; she had shut down. I knew I had just erased all the good graces I’d earned with her last night. Why, in God’s name, did we have to do this one-step-forward, two-steps-back dance all the time? I was beginning to think our family was well and truly cursed.
When her eyes met mine, deep hurt rested in the depths. “You mean to tell me… I thought—” she shook her head and pushed away from her food. “—I thought we were in the complete wrong because I know how much of a shark my dad can be and how arrogant we can be with how we think our wine is the best of the best. I thought all this time I had eons of wrongs to make a right, but…” she pulled away, shaking her head. “I was wrong.”
“Mia,” I called after as she headed to the door. “Stop. Wait.”
She spun. “For what? To let you make more of a fool of me?”
“I didn’t know!” I tried to keep my tone civil, but it came out in a shout anyway. “I swear to you, I didn’t know!”
“And I’m supposed to believe you?” she asked, backing up against the door. “I thought my family was the devil in this—”
“We’re both devils,” I replied. “Its tit for tat, Mia; they never made to have any peace between us. I am sure that over the years, each family took a turn to make themselves look like the angel and the other the devil, and it switched with every turn.”
Her eyes were bright and liquid. “My dad said our family founded this town.”
“My grandfather said we were the ones,” I replied.
Her laugh was dry, but her eye-roll was liberal. “Why did I think anything else? I-I’ve got to go, Vega.”
Barely controlled anger and frustration bubbled up inside me. “So, it’s back to Vega now?
She bristled. “What do you want from me?”
“I dunno,” I flung my hands up. “Some understanding, sympathy,something!”
Mia jabbed a finger into my chest. “You don’t get to play that card. I should be playing it myself because you lied to me.”
“I didn’t know! I thought I had known the truth only to find it was half of the truth, and I’m trying to make it right by letting you know how badly I fucked up.” I raked a hand through my hair, then chanced a look at her. “The truth is, I never wanted you and me to be enemies, Mia.”
She stilled. “You didn’t?”
“No,” I said, waves of tension rolling off me in swathes, and it looked like she responded to my potent energy. Her hands trembled, and Mia licked her lips. “No, I didn’t.”
“Why?” Mia’s confused gaze twisted my gut.
“Because I hated fighting,” I snapped, “It's petty and foolish, and I—”
Her skin was flushed, and a droplet of sweat peaked at her hairline. Mia’s limbs trembled, and I could not look away from her gaze. A magnetic force hummed in the sliver of space between us as she licked her lips. My eyes homed in on the movement of her tongue, and before I could question myself, my sanity, or my urges, my hand snatched up, held the back of her head, and my mouth crashed upon hers.
In three seconds, when I expected her to push me away, her hands grabbed me and pressed me closer. A groan rumbled up my chest, and I couldn’t breathe, could barely think as my lips roved over hers before they parted and my tongue dipped inside.
I kissed her with force; the unapologetic possession sent a strange sting through my blood, and sensual sensation overrode everything I was feeling. Mia kissed me back; her lips clung to mine while our tongues twisted and dueled like sabers.
Gripping her arms, I held her against the door while fire unfurled in my gut, the entire press of her breast flush on my chest. She pressed herself against my body, and I moaned at the pressure she placed on my thickening cock. A twist of pleasure/pain gripped me so strongly that I pressed her even more into the door, and she shivered when my tongue swept against her bottom lip before I suckled on it.
“Ethan…” my name was breathy on her lips.
I slid my tongue into her mouth with a stabbing force and kissed her hard, one hand low on her side to grip her hip. She moved against me, our bodies fitting together easily. Mia’s mouth was soft but just as demanding as mine, urging me to kiss her deeper.
I pulled away to trail her down the curve of her neck and nibbled the skin until she was covered in gooseflesh. I found her pulse point and clamped my mouth over it, sucking until she cried out, “Ethan!”
My thumb went up her torso and thumped at her nipple, feeling it harden at my touch through her soft bra. As my lips brushed across the soft spot just behind her ear, her head fell back, and she sighed lightly. “What…what are you doing?”
“I’m not sure yet,” I bit her ear.
“Do you want to fuck me?” Mia asked boldly.
