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“Are you sure?”
“Don’t start questioning me now.” She shoves at me. I knock her hands away and grab her before she can run.
Her mouth opens in a gasp as I pin her to the wall.
“Tell me what’s wrong.”
“Nothing’s wrong. You’re pulling my hair.”
“You’re right, I am pulling it. I’m also going to spank your ass pink and raw unless you start talking. What’s the matter?”
“I’m tired, okay? I spent half the day working on my own stuff and half of it working on this forgery, and I’m exhausted. You think I’m some kind of robot, but I’m not.”
I stare at her. My heart’s racing. Her throat bobs as she swallows, and I’m positive she’s lying, but pressing isn’t going to do anything but make her retreat further into more stories.
I decide to change tactics.
“You’re right, you aren’t a robot.” I run a thumb down her lips. “You need to destress. You need a release. You need to be treated like a woman with a body.”
“Erick,” she says, warning. “I’m not in the mood.”
“Liar.” I pull her hair tighter. “I’ll spank you until you’re begging me to fuck you.”
“Can’t we just leave it at I’m not in the mood? Do you really have to keep prying?”
“You’re worth the effort.” I kiss her neck. She lets out a whimper. Yes, she wants this as much as I do, but there’s still something bothering her. “You can tell me. You know that, don’t you? You’re safe here.”
She closes her eyes, breathing fast. “You drugged me. You stole me. I’m just supposed to forget?”
“No. Don’t forget. Think about why I did it and how I’ve been treating you. You know what would’ve happened if I hadn’t been the one to grab you first. Frost and Gallo would’ve come for you no matter what, and your life would be much worse if they’d gotten you first.”
“I know. I know. I just—”
I kiss her chin, her throat. “You just what?”
“It’s a lot. What we’re doing. It’s really a lot.”
“I understand.”
“Do you?”
“Better than anyone else.”
“I’m afraid that might not be true. I’m afraid—” She doesn’t keep going. I tighten my grip in her hair, pulling her chin up.
“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
Her eyes meet mine. There’s an intensity in her expression, a shadow of her incredible focus. I could sink into that gaze, dive deep into the depths of her and never resurface again.
I want to do it too.
If anyone could make me lose myself, it’s Hellie.
“This thing between us. It scares me.” Her voice is small. But the way she looks at me drives a spike of need into my core.
My heart hammers. My throat swells. It’s the first time either of us has admitted that there’s something more going on here—something more than fucking, more than pleasure.
A connection.
