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When she doesn’t answer, I move closer, my mouth brushing hers.
“That’s what I thought.”
Still, her stubborn ass fights me.
“It doesn’t matter that I love you, Ezra. There is too much standing between us.”
Emily can think that all she wants.
It’s my job to show her she’s wrong.
Emily
I don’t like the look on his face. Instead of listening to reason, Ezra is taking my every word as a challenge. His eyes have that lazy, molten thing going, his cruel mouth curling in a way that drives pure heat through my body and weakens my knees.
He’s weaving again, a slow movement like a damn cobra entrancing me before he strikes so quickly that I have no warning to move away.
His breath is hot against my cheek, the tip of his nose running the line of my jaw. I shiver at the feeling.
Ezra reduces me to cornered prey when he gets like this, my body submitting easily to the threat of violence, to the raw, masculine energy that rolls off him in waves.
This man is standing squarely in the center of the battlefield, his eyes locked on me, that damn arrogant smirk of his stretching slowly into place. I can circle him as much as I want, but there is no possible way he’ll let me walk off.
It’s either fight...or surrender.
“My loving you,” I say, my voice stern and rising as I talk, “is only one factor in this equation. But love does nothing to excuse the way you’ve treated me recently. It does nothing to excuse the fight you had with Damon right in front of me.”
His gaze drops to my mouth, desire skimming across his stare.
“I’ll handle Damon. And I already apologized for the way I treated you.”
My teeth clench at that.
“One apology means absolutely nothing.”
When his eyes flick back up, my heart thuds against my chest.
“If I have to apologize every fucking day for the rest of my life just to have you, then that’s what I’ll do. But I’m not letting you go, Emily. It’s that simple.”
Jerking my chin away, I take a step back, but the bastard just moves forward again, impatience and frustration rolling across his expression as he kicks my feet out from under me and drops me back onto the bed.
He’s on me before I can move away, his weight holding me in place as he captures my wrists and shoves my arms above my head.
“Let me go.”
“No.”
Ezra’s hips shove my legs apart, and when he rocks them against me, I gasp.
“You don’t act like a woman who wants to be let go. If anything, you act like you want more. Like you can’t fucking breathe if I’m not touching you.”
My eyes close, the truth of his words sinking beneath my skin.
He rocks his hips again, and pure need drives through me, his brand of violence, his level of control, calling to every feminine part of me.
Yes, I can finally breathe when he touches me. And I’m destroyed when he’s gone. But it’s a fight he can’t win, regardless of how he makes me feel.
Running soft kisses down my cheek, Ezra traps my bottom lip with his teeth, his fingers clamping down harder on my wrists that he continues to pin above my head.
