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She nods. “I was done. I had mentally checked out a long time ago. I just hadn't realized it. I went to Seri’s house and let her know that I was leaving. I went home to my parents for a while and healed. It sounds so stupid, but I was healing from the loss of my dream rather than the actual relationship.”

I squeeze her hand. “I get it. Trust me, I get it.”

She closes her eyes and bites her lip. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I shouldn’t have told you all of that. You probably think I’m crazy. I haven’t even told Seri all of it. Thank you for listening.”

“Trust me, honey, I’m a lucky guy. Thank you for trustin’ me.” No one has ever confided in me before. Knowing that she hasn’t told Serenity everything just further proves that there’s something between us, and I’m wanting to find out what it is. But she’s just out of a relationship and I’m not going to push her.

“What do you want from me, Reaper?” she whispers. “I don’t understand what you could possibly want from me.”

My brows knit together. “What do you mean?” Because if she’s thinking what I think she is, I’m going to tan her ass.

“Look at you, you’re gorgeous,” she breathes. “You’re just wow and I’m?—”

“Don’t,” I snarl. “Don’t fuckin’ say that shit, Esme.”

She stares at me with wide eyes and parted lips. “What?”

“You were goin’ to put yourself down. You were gonna say some stupid shit about how there’s somethin’ wrong with you.”

“How?” she whispers. “How do you know that?”

“Your asshole of an ex is a piece of shit. He broke you down and made you doubt how beautiful you are.”

She glances away, still not releasing my hand. “How did you know that?”

I don’t answer her. I watched it happen. My father was an abusive asshole who loved to beat the shit out of my mom. He wanted her to respect him. Whenever she did anything he deemed wrong, he’d beat her into submission. I fucking hate him for the shit he did. I just wish I had killed him when I had the chance.

“You don’t believe me, do you?” I ask her. She still hasn’t turned back to me.

She shakes her head. “I’m sorry,” she whispers. “I don’t want to upset you.”

So fucking sweet. “Trust me, honey, this isn’t you makin’ me upset. When you go home tonight, I’m comin’ with you, and I’m goin’ to spend the night showin’ you just how fucking beautiful you are.”

She turns to me, her cheeks filled with heat. “But?—”

I shake my head. “Do you want me?” I ask her, and she grins, her cheeks heating even more. “Do you?” I need to hear the words.

“Yes,” she says.

“Then don’t think of anythin’ else.” By morning, I’ll have fucked every memory of her ex out of her mind.

It’s been a month since I’ve fucked anyone. Once I got out of prison, I fucked every one of the club girls and then some. But watching my brothers all settle down and find their old lady has left me wanting more. I want what they have, and I know that Esme doesn’t want a relationship. She’s nowhere near ready.

But I want her, and she wants me. Whatever happens, happens.

My cock thickens as she leans in close to me. “Please don’t hurt me, Reaper,” she pleads with me.

“Never,” I vow. I may be a bastard, but never to a woman, and never to her.

“Then yes, I want you.”

I grin. She has no idea what she’s letting herself in for. She may not be ready for what I want, but she’ll get there.

CHAPTER8

ESME

My mind’s in overdrive as I drive to my house. Am I being stupid? I don’t know what came over me. I’ve never slept with someone I haven’t dated. Then again, the only person I’ve slept with is Harry. I’m nervous. God, what have I got myself into?

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