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It’s as if I’m in therapy as my shrink sits on the couch encouraging me to speak and I forget what this is for a moment.
“Anyway, one night I was at one of their legendary parties. I only used to go to watch him from afar and dream. Then thedream became a reality when he cornered me when I came out of the bathroom. He pushed me against the wall and kissed me. There were no words, only lust, and I couldn’t believe my luck. It was happening. My dream was coming true. He must have liked me, too.”
I feel like such a fool and brush a tear that escapes away and say shakily, “He pulled me into a nearby room and pushed me onto the bed. It happened so fast I didn’t really register it and, well, let’s just say things escalated pretty damn quickly.”
“Did you want it?”
His voice hits me like whiplash, and I jump.
“Yes. I wanted whatever I could get from him. Just kissing him was a dream come true, and I thought, well, let’s say I heard he had split up from Antigoni and thought I was her replacement.”
He says nothing and I expect any respect he ever had for me has been shot down in flames and yet I couldn’t care less. If my confession and behavior send me back to my dogs, I’d call that a win.
I shrug as I brush the tears from sliding down my face and smile bravely.
“It turns out I was a fool. They hadn’t really broken up. Just had a fight, and I was his revenge. I should rephrase that. I was the sucker who didn’t say no. I suppose I got what I deserved.”
The silence in the room tells me I’m right and he says, “Is that why you were up all night crying?”
How the hell can I tell him the real reason why I will probably never sleep properly again, and I nod. “Pretty much.”
“I don’t believe you.”
I stare at him in shock as he says, bitingly.
“You met your crush.” He shudders at the word and leans forward, staring at me from across the room like a top interrogator.
“If what you say is true, and he was your childhood crush, you would be over the moon for a second shot, to make what happened count for something. But you cried about it instead. I’m not a fool, Laura, and I can tell when someone isn’t telling me the whole story.”
I don’t know what to say because he’s spot on, so I go on the defensive instead and stand.
“Well, for your information, that is exactly what happened. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a new job to look for.”
I don’t even move before he says roughly, “You don’t get away that easily.”
He stands and heads toward me, and I’m not sure if he’s going to manhandle me out of here or hug me again. I really pray for the latter and as he reaches my personal space, he grasps hold of my wrist and pulls me roughly toward him so I fall against his chest and before I can say anything at all, his mouth descends on mine like a lion going for the jugular and I don’t stand a fucking chance.
CHAPTER 28
TROY
Icouldn’t help myself and went in for the kill because Laura has infuriated me on every level. Just imagining her fucking a member of the college football team and being cast aside, caused jealously to bubble inside me like a volcano about to erupt. The fact she’s hiding something from me poured gasoline on it and when she brushed those fucking tears away, I couldn’t hold back.
She’s not leaving, no way, as long as I’m breathing, and I reacted badly. Now I’m kissing her with the desperation of a man who is losing control and I NEVER lose control.
However, it appears that I like losing control because this is the best kiss I have ever had. She tastes of revenge mixed with attraction, and it’s a heady sensation.
Her lips fit mine perfectly and I could sample them all night. Her soft body molds against mine as if I am Cinderella’s shoes and, as I run my hand around the back of her head, I hold a fistful of silken elegance in my hands.
I fucking love kissing Laura Kincaid, and I suppose this moment has been building since she walked into my office on that first day. I’m telling myself it’s because I want to use herto get what I want, but I’d be lying. It’s her. A woman I usually wouldn’t look at twice but is everything I’ve been searching for.
She is like a gentle breeze on a boiling hot day, bringing a sense of calm to my spirit that I’ve never had before. Just hearing her voice makes me smile inside and when she stumbles and her words tie in knots, she looks so adorable I want to hold her in my protective arms.
Her story has angered me for many reasons and yet as she pulls away, she lands a hard slap against my cheek and hisses, “So you hear my story and conclude I’m an easy lay. Shame on you, Mr. Remington, and for your information, I quit!”
Her eyes are blazing with a furious intensity that takes my breath away and as she turns to leave, I reach out and grasp her hand and say gently, “I’m sorry, Laura. That wasn’t my intention.”
“I don’t believe you.” She throws my own words back at me and I must hand it to her I have no answer to that, so I say softly, “I suppose your story made me angry.”
