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“If all your clothes are ripped, you’ll have to get new ones,” Jace said.
I cut my eyes to him and gritted my teeth. “Don’t you fucking dare think about destroying my closet. Why do you even care about what I dress in anyway?”
He paused for a slight moment, then tilted his head to the side in the way he always did when he wanted to say something to his dad but didn’t want to offend him or start a fight. But with me, he didn’t care what he said. “If you’re going to be representing the Harbor name, you can’t be wearing shitty clothes.”
“I’m not representing the Harbor name in any way.” I balled my hands into fists. “I’d never take the same last name as someone like you,” I said, tearing off my shirt and glaring at him right in the eyes.
He stepped closer to me. “You’d rather freeze your ass off in this winter than accept some warm clothes?”
I gnawed on the inside of my cheek, knowing that this winter was about to be the absolute worst. Another reason that I couldn’t wait to move out of this town. But if I took clothes from this man, I’d end up owing him.
“No,” I said, shaking my head and placing my hands on my hips. “I don’t need you to buy me clothes.”
Another moment, and I wanted him to leave. When I realized that Jace wasn’t going anywhere, I stepped closer to him, wanting nothing more than to hop into the shower and be done with the night. “What I need is for you to stop sending me all these weird, fucked up signals.”
Steam poured over the glass shower door, yet I couldn’t get myself to take off the rest of my clothes and step into it. Jace was staring at me with those devilish brown eyes. He stepped closer to me, and I stepped back. No, I couldn’t let this man get close. Not again. I was finished with whatever we had going on.
It was sex and then hate and then sex and then hate.
“First, you hate me. Then, you fuck me. You go back to hating me again, and then you show up at my father’s grave because you didn’t want me to go alone.” I shook my head and sucked in a breath as he came even closer to me. “I can’t keep fucking around with you like this.”
Inches away, Jace Harbor grasped my chin and pushed me against the shower door. “I could make love to you, if you’d prefer,” he whispered into my ear. “Caress you …”
He moved his fingertips down my forearm, the touch so light. I sucked in a breath and tensed.
“Tease your cute little cunt until you’re crying and begging for me to be inside of you.”
I furrowed my brows, heat gathering between my legs. I didn’t like this. I definitely didn’t like this.
“Jace,” I whispered.
He brushed his thumb against my cheek and pressed his lips to mine. And because I was a dumb, stupid girl, I let him.
