Page 45 of The Heroes We Break


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“Silas—”

“Tell me something. How wet is your pussy now?”

“It’s not. Let me go.”

“No? Because your eyes tell a different story.” I draw her up to stand, wrap my arm around her, and hold her back to my front. I set the flat of my hand over her chest, feeling the wild beating of her heart. “As does your heart.”

“It doesn’t matter. It doesn’t mean anything.”

“You’re wrong on both counts.” I draw my nose up along her neck, close my teeth over the shell of her ear. I hold her, listen to her uneven breathing. “I made a mistake that night. I should have fucked you.”

She swallows. Is she aware her body is leaning into mine?

“Do you know when I stripped you naked when you were passed out, do you know what I wanted to do? I wanted to spread your legs and bury my face in your sweet pussy and eat you until you fucking screamed.”

“Silas—”

“I wanted to spread your ass cheeks and get a good look at you, all of you, before sinking my cock deep inside you. And when you came into the shower and knelt before me, when I took your mouth, fuck me, O, it took all I had to be careful with you.”

“Stop. Please.”

“Tell me the fucking truth. Tell me you want me.”

“I can’t.”

“Tell me. Say it.”’

“I hate you!” A tear slides down one cheek and I lick it, tasting the salt of it.

“Say my name. Tell me you want me.”

She shakes her head.

“Say. My. Fucking. Name.”

“There was a time I wanted nothing but you, all right? Is that what you want to hear?”

I let her turn to face me, keeping her trapped between the table and myself, and watch tears dampen her cheeks.

“But that time is gone! What that was, it’s gone. It’shatenow, Silas. I fucking hate you.” Her voice breaks on the wordhate.

“I don’t accept that,” I say through clenched teeth.

“I don’t care what you accept.”

“It’s a lie. Let’s not lie to each other, O. Not you and me.”

“For the last time, there is no you and me!”

“Promise me that, at least. Promise not to lie to me.”

“It’s too late, Silas. Don’t you get it?”

I hear the words, but I refuse them. “You didn’t answer my question. Does Ethan make your heart beat so madly? Does Ethan make you forget everything but him? Because I doubt it.”

“You’re an asshole.”

“So you’ve said.”

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