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“I mean intentionally. Taking pleasure from it.”
“Does it matter if the person who hurt you did it on purpose?”
Gideon flashes into my head.
“Yes,”I say fiercely.
“I don’t think so.” Dane stands close to me in the dark. “I don’t think it matters at all when you’re bleeding out on the floor.”
His words are threatening, his presence is terrifying, but there’s a dark amusement dancing in his eyes that draws me irresistibly inward, instead of running for the door.
I lift my chin. “I was bleeding out on your couch. You stitched me up. Doesn’t seem like a bad guy move to me.”
Dane’s hand whips up quick as a snake and seizes my ponytail, yanking my head back. His body presses against mine, and he’s not metal at all anymore, not coldness or steel—he’s pure molten fire, flickering behind his eyes, breathing out of his lungs. His lips burn against the rim of my ear.
“That was purely selfish. You owe me a fuck of a lot more work than that—and I’m going to take every dollar out of your body before I let you fall apart.”
His mouth crashes down on mine, hot, wet, and aggressive. His other hand slips under my shirt and seizes my nipple, squeezing hard.
“I do enjoy pain in a beautiful woman. I enjoy what it does…physiologically.” He twists his fingers, making me cry out against his mouth. His lips trail down my jaw, and he presses his nose behind my ear, inhaling my scent. “The adrenaline in your sweat…” He swipes his hot tongue up the side of my neck. “The way your pupils dilate…”
He kisses me and my spine bends back over his arm, all the strength gone in my legs. I’m lost in the dizzy heat of his body pressed against mine.
A bright bolt of pain from my tit brings me back.
The pain is sharp and throbbing, it jolts me upright again, fists clenched helplessly in his shirt. He pinches my nipple relentlessly, pinning me in place, forcing one blazing point of focus while the rest of my mind tries to dissolve in the softness of his lips, the warmth of his arms around me.
“So, no, I didn’t stitch you up to help you…,” he whispers in my ear. “I did it because I want my fence fixed…and because I liked cutting off your shorts.”
With one last, sharp twist that makes me screech, he lets go of my breast and releases me.
My tit is onfire. The nipple throbs like he ripped out the ring, a pounding heat that spreads across the entire breast. My lips are swollen and throbbing just as hard.
Dane stands back, cool and composed once more, adjusting the cufflink on his blood-drenched dress shirt.
“Now if you don’t mind…I need to change clothes before I leave.”
He walks over to his own front door and opens it.
My legs are shaking. My nipple is blazing. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong with this guy.
But he just dismissed me like a dog, and I’m not going to walk out of here like a little bitch.
So, as I’m leaving, I turn and pause on his doorstep, sweaty, bloodstained, and completely filthy from working in his yard.
“You know, according to you,” I say, “if you were enjoying that…it means you think I’m beautiful.”
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6
REMI
“How did it go?” Jude calls when I haul my tool bag into Blackleaf at last.
He comes into the kitchen to meet me, his clothes dusty and his eyes bright. “What did he make you do?”
“Fix some old fence.” I turn and open the fridge so Jude can’t see me blush. I’m terrible at lying.
