Page 29 of Fierce-Gabe


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“Maybe,” Gabe said and took a seat. “I wanted to apologize.”

“Why?” she asked.

“Are you going to make me spell it out?”

“Yep,” she said.

He laughed. “Fine. I shouldn’t have said what I did earlier. It wasn’t the right place or time. You’re here minding your own business and enjoying the party and I put you in a mood.”

“Many would say I was born in a mood.”

“No,” he said. “I’ve seen you relax and smile before.”

“You just can’t stop bringing up the past, can you?”

“I meant recently,” he said. “I wasn’t thinking of that night. Makes me think you do though?”

It was the way he lifted an eyebrow at her. Like he was challenging her.

“What’s that they say? You never forget your first?”

“I didn’t know at that time,” he said.

“No reason you should have,” she said. “And it’s never been about that.”

They’d had a few drinks. They’d gone back to his room. She’d told him she was a virgin. He offered to stop.

She didn’t want to.

She was out trying to make a point that being the way her mother wanted her to be got her the wrong attention.

She wasn’t placing the blame on anyone other than her own actions.

And those actions were why they were here now. Because she’d acted like someone she’d never been before and hated herself for it.

That any chance she could have had with Gabe was gone because she was pretending to be someone else.

He’d even called her out on it.

He wasn’t wrong either.

“I shouldn’t have said those things to you the next time I saw you,” he said. “But you were so mad when you found out I knew you. How was I supposed to know you didn’t know who I was?”

Just another embarrassment to her night.

They hadn’t exchanged names. She didn’t want to. It was all part of her game and he got sucked into it.

After they’d had sex, she told herself there was no way she was going to regret the wonderful feelings she’d had with him.

Until he called her by her name. She hadn’t given it to him.

“Again, not the place,” she said.

“When will be the time and place?” he asked softly. “We have a working relationship. Our fathers had one before. That is how I knew who you were. I’d seen your picture in his office onesummer. I wasn’t even sure it was you when you walked in that night.”

“I felt like you had me at a disadvantage.”

“Again,” he said, “not my fault. You freaked that I knew you for some reason and never told me why.”

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