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“Who are you?”
It’s the same question I always ask.
He answers it with a mischievous grin. “Does it matter?”
To most girls, the answer to that question is a resounding no. All of them clamber to be with one of the Inferno.
I’ve always found it ridiculous on their parts.
Pathetic, really.
So, while it wouldn’t matter to most which twin they end up with for a few hours, to me it does.
“Yes.”
Confusion rolls through his eyes for a split second, there and gone with one blink.
“Ezra.”
“You promise?”
His feet move slowly as he walks me back to a wall, my bag falling off my shoulder as his body cages me in place.
Dipping his head again, his eyes remain locked to mine as his teeth nip at my bottom lip, an electric spark shooting through my body at the contact.
“Why do you even care? You have one of us.”
A shaky breath rolls over my lips. It feels like he’s stealing the air from my lungs as his mouth slants against mine, a quick lick of his tongue across my lips before it dips inside my mouth to taste the frayed edges of my nerves and the chaotic thrum of my pulse.
I shouldn’t be scared.
More excited.
More turned on.
But still, my fingers curl into my palms, the nails indenting the skin.
Strong fingertips scrape up the outside of my thighs. The hem of my pleated skirt lifts with the punishing pressure of his aggressive fingers.
I have to flatten my palms against the heavy, grey fabric to hold it down.
A grin against my lips, those amber eyes flicking open to trap mine again. “Something wrong?”
“I’m supposed to marry Mason.”
There it is, the truth that hangs around my neck like a noose.
He blinks, his body going so still that it makes me nervous to be standing here.
Ezra is a live wire that can snap at a moment’s notice. He’s like an attack dog that gives no warning before going for the throat. Everybody eyes him and Damon warily because you never know what might set them off.
I don’t think he’d actually hurt me, but after seeing him fight, it’s difficult not to remember just how quickly he can go from easy and carefree to heart stopping in his violence.
“Do you want to marry Mason?”
I laugh at that. “No.”
He grins. “Are you married to him now?”
