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“You’re right. All that matters is that you lied to me.”

“How did I lie when I told you nothing happened, and nothing happened.”

“I asked you to tell me everything that happened.”

“Oh, so you wanted to know when I took a piss? And when I scratched my nuts. Did you want to know how fucking blue my balls were because my wife didn’t want me.”

“Do not start that and don’t pretend to be stupid. Almost having sex with your ex-girlfriend is something you should’ve told me.”

“Really? You think I should’ve told you that?” He slammed his hand down on the table. She must think he was an idiot.

“Yes.” Her jaw tightened. She was as angry as he was.

“You were already mad at me.”

“For good reason.”

“Good reason? I don’t see it that way.”

“Of course you don’t. You wanted to fuck your ex-girlfriend and you’re now looking—”

“I wanted to fuck my wife.” He almost spat the words. “I’d wanted you for months. Dreamed of fucking you. Sliding inside you. Hearing you moan. Hearing you scream my name. Making you mine and you denied me on our fucking wedding night.”

Her eyes widened and she swallowed. “I...I didn’t deny you.”

“You laughed at me. You thought the idea of me touching you was fucking hysterical.” He wanted to throw her on the table and show her how not funny his desire was, but he was too pissed. Angry sex was great, but he wasn’t angry, he was furious. If he touched her now, he wouldn’t hear her if she said no. So instead, he pushed his chair back and walked across the room. “That night when you found out I’d gone to the Club, I’d finally had a taste of you.” He ran his hand through his hair as his eyes locked with hers. “I finally knew what you felt like under me, surrounding me and you were pissed. I wasn’t going to tell you anything else that’d ruin this for me…for us. Fuck, Alison. Do you know what it was like wanting you all those months and not being able to touch you? You treated me like a friend.” He hated that word. He hated how she’d dismissed him whenever he’d tried to flirt with her. It was as if he were invisible, just like he’d been his entire childhood.

He walked toward her. “I wanted you. I want you.” He stopped only a few inches from her. “I want you when I wake, and I want you all day long. You’ve affected my business, my life. Maybe I should’ve told you, but I couldn’t take the chance that you’d never let me touch you again. But I am swearing to you now, nothing happened. I want you, Alison. No one else.”

CHAPTER 61: Alison

No one had ever spoken to Alison like Harker just did. She’d always been the plain girl, the smart girl, the friend. She’d never been the one the guys fell for and yet, here he was pouring out his…love? No. He hadn’t said that. It was more like lust but damn it she was so pathetic even that made her happy. No one had ever lusted after her either, not like this, but what he’d done had hurt. “You still shouldn’t have lied.”

“I disagree.”

“I bet you do.” She stood and started for the door. She couldn’t make him understand or force him to feel badly about lying to her.

“No, listen.” He grabbed her arm and then dropped his hand at her glare. “I wanted you. Telling you something that’d piss you off wouldn’t have been smart.”

“Hiding it is even dumber because everyone gets caught eventually, including you. If you’d told me everything earlier. I would’ve been mad, but I would’ve forgiven you.”

“Will you now?”

“I don’t know.” She didn’t usually put up with this kind of stuff from anyone, but everything was different with him. She hated jealous and possessive men, but when he’d acted like that it’d made her insides turn to mush. She sat back down. “Is there anything else Harker? Anything you need to tell me?”

“Yeah, you should kiss me.” He smiled sheepishly at her.

“You think this is funny?”

“No. Not at all.” His smile disappeared.

“You hurt me. Twice last night.”

“I’m sorry.”

“But you’re not. You don’t listen to me.”

“I listen to you all the time.” He put his hands in his hair and tugged.

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