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"Fuck no," he barks. "But I know how you feel about me."
"You do?"
I think I'm going to throw up.
"Mm," he says, his expression twisting. "You can't even stand to be in the same room with me most of the time. You're afraid of me because of my job."
"Theo, that's not–"
"I won't ask for more than you're willing to give me," he says before I can tell him that he's got it all wrong. "But it's been a helluva night. I'm exhausted, and I want you in my bed where I can keep you from causing any more trouble for the night."
Does he really think I don't like him? I open my mouth to tell him that he's got it all wrong, and then snap it closed again. If I tell him the truth, he'll realize just how big of a disaster I am…and then he'll really think I'm nothing but trouble.
Besides, he already made it clear he doesn't feel the same way about me that I do about him. He's horny and he has a concussion. That's not the same thing as being obsessively in love.
Except…he's not looking at me like he's horny.
He's looking at me like he might die if I'm not in his arms right this second.
"Okay," I whisper, caving like a house of cards. "But just for tonight."
Chapter Three
Theo
"Stop squirming, Charlotte."
"I'm not," she says, and then squirms again. Her round ass settles against my cock. I grit my teeth, trying like hell to resist wedging it deeper between those plump cheeks and dry-humping her into tomorrow. Getting her into my bed was a bad idea.
She can't stay still.
She smells delicious.
I'm hard as a fucking rock.
"You're hard," she whispers in the dark.
"I'm well aware."
"Um, does that happen often?"
Only every time I think your name.
"Often enough."
"Oh." She falls silent for a moment. "You can…take care of it. I mean, if you want."
Jesus, I'm in hell. I know I am. Because this sweet little fairy just gave me permission to jerk off…and I can't do it. The first time I come with her, it'll be inside her. Preferably while she's coming all over me too.
"I won't look."
"Charlotte," I growl, hooking an arm around her waist and flipping her onto her stomach. I throw one leg over her to keep her still. Because she's tempting the devil here. "If I take care of it, your virgin blood is going to be all over my sheets, and you'll be carrying my kid."
"Oh," she whispers.
I press my lips to the side of her neck. "Go to sleep, little one."
She goes still beneath me.
