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My gut demands that I run. Just run. To return to the safety of my apartment. My own space where a long bath and a smutty book will solve all my problems.
With my phone in my hand and my thumb hovering over thesendbutton to call 911, I beeline it for my car. My sneakers thump on the concrete, echoing louder in the empty, open space.
I reach for the fob in my satchel, quickly clicking it to unlock the car. The less distance there is between me and the building, the safer I feel.
Not entirely shielded, but…it’s better than nothing.
“Yes,” I rasp as soon as my fingers curl around the door handle. “Yes.”
I throw my bag, then myself inside, start the car, and peel out of the parking lot.
I’m going home.
CHAPTER THREE
Theo
Motherfucker.Evenrunningwithher back to me, this woman’s beauty is of epic proportions.
And she runs from me. Because she somehow sensed my presence.
She didn’t see me lurking from inside the building. Didn’t know my muscles, heart, and cock were pumping for her.
Yet she felt it. The fire burning inside me, the need to claim. It overflowed from me to her, enrapturing her like my hands itch to do.
As I watch her unlock the car mid-run, my dick strains harder in my pants.
There’s no questioning it anymore.
I’m the one to blame for her being terrified. And fuck if it doesn’t send more blood rushing to my groin.
It doesn’t matter that I didn’t mean to do it. Stalk her. Make her uncomfortable. Frighten her.
I’ve been diligent about giving women a sense of security around me. Unlike the man who put his filthy hands where they didn’t belong and kicked me out of my residency. Who called me and themliars.
No. He and I are not the same person.
Or so I led myself to think.
Up until now.
Up until I saw her.
Because this shit I’m doing right now, it’s not right. Doesn’t matter what my adrenaline-fueled brain tells me.
There’s no stopping it, though. Just like there’s no stopping a hurricane. This unexplainable attraction equals mother nature’s unshakable force.
When it barrels down your way, you’re helpless against it. You can’t hold your hands up and hope your fragile human body will be able to appease the beast.
The only thing left to do is accept it.
Which is why I’m here. Why—against my better judgment and morals—I’ve been following her for the last ten minutes.
The sweet, five-foot woman with her thick blond hair in a ponytail grabbed my attention the second she appeared in the hallway outside my clinic.
Fate. For the forty years I’ve been alive, I’ve never been much of a believer.
Then again, it’s never thrusted someone like her in my way before.
