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Electricity courses through me, weakening my legs and causing my whole body to tremble.

"Let me protect you."

"I don't need you to," I say.

"I know." A small, dangerous smile tugs at his lips. Smug and with a hint of devilousness, but oh, so sexy.

It unhinges me.

"I'm finding it hard to let you go."

"Then don't."

The words tumble out of me, escaping my lips before I can stop them. They fly towards him like uncaged birds, beyond my control or permission.

There's no turning back now.

Damien looks at me with those dark, deep eyes. Rage is replaced by hunger.

"But your manager doesn't want you to have another bad boy in your life."

"He doesn't control me."

"I know. Otherwise, you'd still be paying penance for the alfredo from the other day."

"And all that ice cream," I joke.

My words manage to soften something in him, and I sense that I'm getting closer to his core.

It's like peeling an onion, I think, and little by little, layer by layer, I get to visualize the real person underneath all his sexy, bad-boy good looks.

Damien takes a step closer to me. "I'll stop by your apartment at eleven."

"I'll wait for you."

He takes one last step, and his lips brush my earlobe. His breath is hot, and it makes my body heat up like I'm on fire.

"Make sure you're alone."

His mouth grazes my chin briefly, then he breaks away from me.

Dark eyes hold mine for a moment before he pulls away and finally leaves.

I study the tension in his gait, swallowing hard as I attempt to clear my thoughts along with my dry throat.

I don't know what just happened to me, but I know one thing.

Desire courses through my veins as I watch Damien McAllister walk away.

I can practically taste it on my tongue, and I know, deep down, that tonight's the night I'll finally have him.

CHAPTER SEVEN

ANDREA

"Are you sure you're alright?"

"I am, Brandon. Promise."

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