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“I already told you, I was looking for a?—”
“Yes, a stamp. For all those letters that desperately need to be mailed at two-thirty in the fucking morning.”
Tempest sucks on her teeth.
“I didn’t find any,” she mutters quietly, squirming a little in my iron grasp.
“Then prove it. Empty your pockets.”
She blinks quickly. “The fuck, dude?—”
“Empty. Your. Pockets.”
She does, turning out the pockets in her hoodie to show that they’re empty.
“Take off your fucking hoodie.”
“What?”
“Take off your hoodie, or I’ll do it for you.”
The room goes silent.
“Fine,” she hisses. She unzips the hoodie, her eyes avoiding mine as she opens it and spreads it wide. “See? No stamp—hey!”
She gasps when I grab the hoodie out of her hands and shove it wide open and then down over her arms.
My blood thuds in my ears and scorches under my skin like napalm. My eyes drag over her skin-tight black club dress—strapless, short, and…tempting.
Too tempting. Too provocative.
Too alluring.
“See?” She mutters. “No stamp?—”
“What were you really looking for.”
Her eyes snap to mine. I can see those wheels turning again, looking for an out. An excuse. Alie.
“Don’t even try, little hurricane,” I growl quietly, shaking my head as I grab her wrists and pin them to the edge of the desk behind her. Tempest’s breath catches as our bodies press tight.
“Don’t lie, because I will see right through it.”
“I wasn’t?—”
“You’re doing itright now.”
Her face flushes, her eyes flickering with a fire behind them. “Let go of me.”
“Was it Charles?” I growl. “Is that who you’re doing this for?”
Her brows knit. “What? Fuck, no!”
“Then who?”
“No one!” She hurls back at me. “Dante, I didn’t take anything, okay!?”
“Let’s find out.”
