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“No, you’re not.” I grin and saunter over. She clocks me moving towards her and stiffens. “I watched you in the rain and I thought you were the most stunning woman.”
“Good for you.”
I chuckle at her response. If anyone spoke to me like that, I’d snap their neck on the spot.
“You see, I knew then just by looking at you that you weren’t happy. Not truly. I wanted to pull you into the car and devour you. Bring light back into your eyes.”
“You’re delusional, do you know that?”
I laugh deeply.
“You wound me.”
“Fuck off.”
“You’re cranky when you’re tired.” I lower to sit on the bed and grin over my shoulder at her.
“Jamieson, go away,” she whines.
“Do you moan like that when you’re being fucked?” I whisper, feeling my balls tighten.
“Seriously?” Avery snaps. I'm sitting close and she pinches the underside of my arm.
“Oh, ya fucker!” I laugh, rubbing at the sore area. I catch the tail end of a smile and drop down next to her, grinning. “Look at you,” I breathe out, smiling at her in the dark. Fuck me, she is stunning. Her nose wrinkles and I know she can smell the cognac on my breath. “It’s like someone handpicked my favourite pieces of a woman and slotted them all together.”
“Killer and a romantic. Hold on to your hearts, ladies.” She widens her eyes, making me laugh loudly. She rolls over and away from me, fighting another smile.
“I have to ask what the fuck did you see in that moron?”
“Beats me.” Her voice turns sour. “I’ll probably have an abysmal credit rating now.”
“Being attached to him made it worse. Just say the word and I will take your name off the mortgage.”
“Take it off,” she replies, emotionless.
“You going to hate me forever?” I grin. She doesn't hate me, she can’t. I’ve caught the odd, curious look. The flare of desire. Even though she hasn’t admitted it, she is grateful for my protection.
“Probably.”
“I hear hate sex is the best,” I sing-song and nudge her shoulder.
“I don't plan to find out.” She mimics my tone.
“Liar, bet after meeting me on the street, you wanted to know if I was a good kisser and if I fuck better than simple Simon.”
Avery giggles, then shifts, covering her laughter up.
“I can wait as long as it takes, Avery, but I will push every single day.”
She goes quiet again and my gut drops.
“Great,” she mutters half-heartedly.
“Goodnight, Bluebird.”
“Yeah. Tweet, tweet, motherfucker.”
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