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"Yeah, you have." He grins at me. And God, why does he have to be so beautiful? Couldn't he have acne or halitosis orsomething? "But that's all right. You're staying here tonight. Tomorrow, I'll go get your car and have my mechanic look at it. I'll also go get your shit from your apartment and speak to your landlord." He narrows his eyes on me. "You won't be going back there again, baby doll."
"I don't want to go back there again," I mutter. I'd rather move back into my dorm than go back there. And my roommate on campus was…well, I'm pretty sure Satan is missing one of his demons. She's currently on campus, dressed in hot pink and pure evil. I moved out as soon as I saved enough money. It didn't take long since Theo pays me way more than he should. His house is huge and he's messy, but he still overpays me.
"You're staying here tonight."
"Thank you," I whisper instead of arguing. I already know it won't get me anywhere. And I'd much rather stay here than in my car anyway. At least here, I'm not liable to wake up dead or kidnapped.
"You can have my room."
"Oh, I can't take your room."
"Yes, you can. You might need it."
"Why?"
He hesitates, clearly looking for a reason. His eyes light up when he finally lands on one. "The bathroom is closer."
"I don't mind walking to the bathroom, Theo."
He narrows his eyes at me. "My bed is more comfortable."
His bediscomfortable. Sleeping in it felt like sleeping on a fluffy cloud. Which is exactly why I slept the evening away instead of cleaning his house. "I don't mind sleeping in a guestroom."
"Well, I do. I want you in my room."
"Why?"
"Because my bed smells like me," he says, his eyes heating as he takes a step toward me. "I want you surrounded in me, Charlotte. And when you can't stand it anymore and have to grind that little pussy against my pillow in search of relief, I want you to wish it were my face between your thighs."
"Theo," I moan, swaying on my feet. "Y-you can't say things like that."
"I can. I did." He smirks at me. "You're wet for me right now, aren't you?"
"Yes. I mean, no." I scowl at him. "You have a head injury, and you're talking crazy."
"Nah, little one. This is the sanest shit I've said since I met you," he mutters.
I ignore him, and the hope threatening to burst in my chest. He doesn't mean it. He's just delusional because he hit his head. Come morning, he probably won't even remember saying it at all.
"You need your bed," I say before I start crying again. "You're injured."
"Then sleep in it with me, baby doll," he says, striding toward me. "Let me hold you tonight. Tomorrow, you can go back to pretending I don't make you wet."
"Y-you don't."
"Liar." He smiles at me, a wholly predatory smile that makes me want to be prey. "But I'll let you keep lying to me if you spend one night in my bed."
"Just one?" I ask.
Please, Baby Jesus. Don't send me to hell for taking advantage of a sick man. I promise to keep my hands to myself. I just really, really want to feel his arms around me.
"For now."
"No funny business?"
"Baby doll, there isn't anything funny about the things I want to do to you, " he says, his voice a heated growl of sound. "But for tonight, I just want to sleep with you in my arms and pretend it's enough for me."
"Is it?" I ask. Because I already know it won't be for me. He already ruined me when he kissed me. For the rest of my life, I'll think about his lips on mine and the way I felt with his hands on my ass. I hope cats are good company since I'm going to be a crazy cat lady now.
