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His cock stirred as she stood taller, challenging him. He stepped closer. The triangle in her forehead deepened.
“You have every man in this place wrapped around your finger. Somehow, you even have my sister and best friend on your side. But I know something they don’t, little witch.”
She moved further into his person space, her spicy rose scent mixing with the sage. She was intoxicating. He swayed on his feet as she spoke. “And what is that?” Her voice was breathy, waking parts of him that he didn’t want to feel.
“You’re a liar. A fake.”
She blinked, an emotion he couldn’t name flashing in her eyes before she narrowed her gaze on him. A sly smile crept across her features as she looked him up and down. She leaned in, her mouth only a breath away from his. His entire body was burning in an inferno with her closeness. Andre’s self-control threatened to snap.
She whispered, “Andre Stone, I see you. You have the eyes of a man who once felt passion in his life. But that fire has gone out now. Someone hurt you, deeply. You built walls around your heart, and your brain sends shit like that out of your mouth as a defense mechanism.”
His brow furrowed and he shook his head. “A defense against what?”
“I think what you see as a lie is my ability to believe in something greater than myself. Something you’ve lost.”
His ears were ringing, blood flowing fast. She was right—to deny it would make him the liar.
“Your friends seem to think you’re a good guy, and yet you’re a jerk to me.” She looked him in the eye and continued, “It makes me wonder if it’s me, or if every woman is your target simply because of our sex.”
Oh, God. That three-letter word falling from her full lips made a scorching fireball of lust combust inside him. What was she saying? All he could focus on were those lips he wanted to bite—her seductive voice he wanted to hear scream his name. Even the way she argued was erotic.
He reached out and grabbed her shoulders, anger rising, mixed with lust. She gasped, and the zing of his skin against hers sent electricity radiating through him. What the hell? He was drawn to her with a magnanimity that he’d never felt before, and that was enough of a warning. She brought out a side to him that had never seen the light of day. This Andre was animalistic in the way he craved her. “I don’t hate women. Just you.”
She smiled and it was like gasoline on the fire raging inside him. He gripped her more firmly. He wasn’t hurting her, only holding her securely away from him. He needed to get his body under control. She had the upper hand and she knew it.
“Is that why you can’t keep your hands off me?” She searched his eyes, a small smile playing on the corner of her mouth.
God, he wanted to taste her lips.
“Let me go,” she said, her voice breathy.
He dropped his hands to his sides instantly. What was he doing? He ran a palm over his head. This woman made him react in ways he’d never experienced before. He wasn’t sure which way was up or down anymore. She knocked him for a loop, and he was spinning uncontrollably, drifting aimlessly in space.
Mia gave him one last look of appraisal before she left the room. Andre tried calming the swell of emotion that rose in his chest: lust and fury. Who would have known it would be so addictive? He needed a few strong drinks and a quick fuck to get his body back in control. He pulled out his phone and texted Bently.
Andre: Shipwreck later? I need a wingman.
Bently: Has hell frozen over?
Andre: Don’t flatter yourself.
Bently: See ya at six.
