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“I don’t want to be that to you,” he says. “Though I did try to trick you and make you sign everything away.” He slides his finger over my cheek.
“And you got me arrested,” I say.
“Detained. Still—I’m sorry about that,” he says.
“Oh, you should be.” I give him a fake angry look, like it’s all a joke. Henry’s made so many things new for me. He gave back some of the things that Denny stole from me.
His eyes are dark. He’s not in a jokey mood.
“Well, to be fair,” I rattle on, “I did put a dog throne in your boardroom and make you talk to Smuckers as if he were human.”
“I hated it,” he says. “But I kind of admired it, in a what the hell! way.” He hooks a finger over the collar of my shirt. The sizzle of his touch spreads through me. “I didn’t know what was up or down. When you did that.”
Can’t have you. Can’t have you.
The air runs thick between us. “Brett seemed kind of angry tonight,” I try.
“I don’t care about Brett,” Henry rumbles. We pass the glare of a shop-front spotlight and Henry’s eyes flash hungrily. Focused on me and me alone.
I tear my gaze from his. We’re near the park. “Where are we?”
He lowers his voice. “We’re going to my place, Vicky.”
“Just like that?”
“Just like that.”
My heart is thudding so hard, I’m surprised the limo isn’t vibrating. “Now who’s being entitled?”
“Carly has a sleepover—April told me.” His hand is back, taking mine like it’s his.
“I don’t know.”
He pulls my hand to his mouth, kisses a knuckle. Still those hungry eyes. “You do.” He takes my lips in a hard kiss.
“So entitled.” My words sound breathless to my ears. My sex throbs. “You think you can get whatever you want?”
“Come home with me,” he rumbles into my neck.
“I can’t. It’s not just my responsibility to Carly…”
“I’m tired of responsibilities,” he says. “Let’s forget them for a while. Be two people without any of it.”
I rest my head back on the seat, gaze at him in the flashing dark and light. The feel of him looming slightly over me excites me. I want him to loom over me like that while I’m naked. I want him to pin my hands and devour me. I swallow. “Sounds to me like you’re suggesting a dirty role play.”
“The opposite,” he says. “I’m suggesting us without the roles and responsibilities. We leave them in this car.”
My mouth goes dry. Of all the offers in the world, he makes this one. My heart twists.
The shadow of a wicked smile plays at the corners of his lips in the dim light of the posh ride. Slowly, eyes pinning mine, he straightens his arms in front of him, shooting his cuffs.
He turns his watch hand palm up. My breath hitches as he releases the clasp with a snick. The watch falls into bracelet mode.
I swallow past the lump in my throat. “What are you doing?”
He slides a finger under the metal band and pulls it off his hand. Again that evil smile. He holds it out on his long, thick finger. I’m thinking about the way that finger felt inside me, back on that rooftop. Maybe he is, too.
He flings the watch onto the empty seat opposite us. It bounces and comes to rest. Its hard body glints in the light. A symbol. A tease.
