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“Yes, you have your girlfriend.” She spits the words as if it’s the bitter grapefruit she smells like.
“It doesn’t matter what I do or don’t have. It’s none of your concern.”
“Well, too bad for you. I’m your concern right now, and if you don’t act the part, you can kiss your job goodbye.”
I am getting fed up with these threats.
“And how is it you would like me to act?” I can feel the steam slowly making its way out of my ears.
“Like you are madly in love with me. Like you can’t fucking breathe without me. Like I am the only woman in your brown eyes. Like I am it for you. Like it’s my body you see in your dreams. Like I am part. Of. Your. Soul.”
Suddenly, I feel her hot breath on my skin. Her fiery hair brushing against my arms. Her tits pressing up against my chest, which is now squeezing for a whole other reason.
When did we move? When did we draw to each other like two moths to the same spark?
“And you?” My words are barely above a whisper, but she catches them straight out of my mouth. She catches each breath I take as my senses get overwhelmed by this maddening woman.
“Me what?” She is breathing just as heavily as I am as we stand here, not moving an inch.
“Are you going to act like I am the only man you see? Like my life matters to you? Like my opinion matter to you? Like you feel me with your every bone and muscle, with every beat of your heart?”
I feel each word vibrating through my body. I feel the need for them. The desire to have them. And not just to have them butto have them fromher. From this fiery woman who has been nothing but a pain. Yet my eyes trail over her facial features until I land on her sinful mouth.
The one that loves to spew out all that hurt at me.
The one that is calling out to me right now. Calling to sink my teeth into those plush, red lips.
Taste each vile word right off her tongue and find what she really wants from me with mine.
It is all a bad idea. Such a horrible, disastrous idea, but I can’t seem to move away. I am a second from lowering my mouth to hers when she sucks in a sharp breath.
“I don’t have one.”
“What?”
“I don’t have a heart.”
“Then what is this?” Without thinking, the palm of my hand pressed into her chest, lighting up upon contact and searing me right through every layer of my skin. Her breaths grow heavier and faster. As does her heartbeat. “It’s beating.”
An emotion passes through her face that I cannot read, but it resembles pain…which she wipes off just as fast as she put it there.
“It’s an act.” The words are harsh and sharp.
An act…
As if…
Who is she trying to lie to?
Blood boils in my veins, and my hands roll into tight fists as I try to control my fury. How could I possibly experience two completely opposite emotions toward this woman? I want to kill her and fuck her all at the same time, and it is taking every ounce of restraint in me to not lash out. Not to allow that part of me out of my tight control.
Because God only knows which emotion—desire—would win right now.
“And now?” I really shouldn’t touch her, but shouldn’t and won’t are two very different terms. I am aware that I am crossing my own lines as I step closer to her, winding my arms around Kira’s waist and pressing her to my body hard. All while feeling the beat of her heart grow erratically faster. “Is that still an act, Ursula?”
She raises her hand to presumably push me away, but I don’t give her that chance. I capture her hand with mine, pressing it into my chest, and I hear her gasp. The one she tries to hide with a scowl that shows up on her beautiful face tinted with a delicious flush on her creamy skin.
“I am not your toy, Kira. I am not going to be used however you like, only to be thrown out when it suits you.” With each word, my hand tightens around hers a little bit more, and again, I don’t miss the wince along with a little spark in those eyes.
