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After a short debate on how to answer, I settle for the obvious. “Andrew.”
“Your driver?”
“He’s whatever I need him to be.”
“What does that mean?” She glances up at me with her brows pulled tightly together and her lips puckered into a curious pout. “He’s whatever you need him to be?”
“I don’t sound like that,” I point out first, and before I can continue, she tells me, “Yes, you do. You sound like you have your mouth so stuffed with plums that you can’t open your lips to get your words out like a normal person. Maybe you should get your man to take them out for you instead of stalking me.”
“Why do you make a habit of picking fights?”
A wry grin tugs at the side of her face before she tells me, “I’m not picking a fight, Your Grace.”
Could’ve fooled me. Eve’s like a jawbreaker. Just as I think I’m getting past the standoffishness, she hardens herself to me again, constantly pushing and butting her head with mine as though I’m her sworn enemy.
“Then what are you doing?” I reach across the table to refill her glass of water.
Before I pull back, Eve grasps my wrist. Taking the bottle from me and placing it on the floor beside her, she leans forward. It doesn’t matter how hard I try to resist the urge, I can’t stop myself from glancing down past the gaping collar of the bathrobe, straight at her full tits.
Fuck, I don’t know if she’s doing this on purpose or whether it’s pure coincidence. All I know is that my cock is instantly aware of her nakedness. My heart is jackhammering into my ribs as her eyes glance from me to her chest.
“I’m not picking a fight, Henry,” she whispers, looking back to me. “I’m pushing your buttons.”
Her grip tightens when I try to pull back, asking, “Why?”
“Because,” she breathes out as I stand, and she stands with me, rounding the table to stand in front of me before she continues. “Because the only time you allow me to see past what you want me to see is when you’re pushed to your limit.”
Eve steps closer, and her hand trails up my arm. It hovers over my chest, waiting for me to chase its warmth.
“I told you not to touch me.”
She flattens her hand to my chest. “What are you going to do about it?”
If it’s my limit she wants to find, maybe it’s time I showed her that I have none.
I’m a killer.
A monster.
Her worst fucking nightmare.
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
EVE
Oh, my God!
My back hits the wall, expelling all the breath from my lungs in one go.
Jesus!
The force of the impact rattles my bones as Henry’s body presses to mine. His hands cuff my wrists, lifting my arms over my head until I’m on my tiptoes and my body is arched into his.
“I told you not to fucking touch me,” he repeats, gritting the words out between his teeth as he peers down at me with a scowl.
My insides twist violently when he nudges my legs apart with his knee. When he straightens, Henry’s thigh slots between my legs, pressing and grinding until my heart is leaping up into my throat. His eyes are on mine, and I can feel his breath lick over my lips. The heat blooms over my face, seeping deep into my skin and bones, coursing through my veins until I’m ablaze.
“I told you, Eve,” he groans into my gaping mouth. “I warned you…”
