Page 89 of Endgame

“Well, you’re certainly that.”

“Stop it,” he growled. “What I mean…Fuck!” He rubbed his face with his hand and sighed. “I want you. Okay?” He looked me square in the eye as he spoke. “I want to be inside you so fucking bad. You have no fucking idea how much I regret walking away the other night.”

“Then why did you?” I whispered, asking the question that had been haunting me.

“Because all it will ever be is sex to me!” Rourke shot back heatedly. “And you?” He shook his head. “You’re the kind of girl that needs more – deserves more. I don’t havemoreto give!”

“Then why are you offering now?” I screamed.

“Because I’d rather it was me fucking you!” he roared. “I’m not blind, Six. You’re gorgeous. Christ, you should have seen the look on half the guys’ faces when you walked your ass into school this morning. Theyallwant you,” he snarled. “And I can’t fucking stand the thought of you with anyone else.”

“So, you don’t want me,” I said shakily. “But you don’t want anyone else to have me?”

“No, Six. Ido.” Rourke growled and threw his hands up in the air in obvious exasperation. “I do want you.”

“For sex?”

Rourke shrugged almost helplessly, but had the good sense not to respond.

“Well, thanks for the offer,” I said shakily as I retreated to the door and forced down the bile rising in my throat. “But I’m afraid I am going to have to regretfully decline yourofferto fuck, Rourke.”

Rourke

WELL, THAT COULD not have gone fucking worse. I watched Six stalk out of the kitchen and I wanted to kick my own ass.

What the hell was wrong with me?

What was I supposed to do now?

Chase after her and beg? Hell no.

I was too damn prideful for that.

But I wanted her and I was done denying it.

I’m offering to fuck you? Smooth, Rourke. Real fucking smooth.

Feeling irritated, I paced the kitchen and plotted my next move. She wanted me the other night; I was sure of it. I wasn’t willing to give her the words or make promises I wouldn’t keep, but I was more than willing to give her my body. She’d turned me down.

That made me think about things. What else was I willing to give? How far was I willing to go to have her?

Six was funny and sweet and sarcastic as hell. I knew it wasn’t just her body I was attracted to either. She intrigued me and challenged me daily and I felt an abnormal swell of jealousy whenever I caught any of the guys looking at her. I didn’t like it. In fact, I couldn’t fucking stand it. Usually girls bored me, but not this one. This one, I was drawn to.

Fuck.

Amelia strolled into the kitchen and studied me with a curious expression. Unperturbed by my sister’s smirking, I continued to pace and plot. I would have to up my game if I wanted to get somewhere with Six. Iwouldget there with her. My brain and my dick had decided it was a matter of time.

I’d have to woo the girl.

Fuck, I wasn’t good at wooing.

The girls in Ocean Bay didn’t exactly play hard to get.

I had a feeling Six wasn’t playing either. Shewashard to get.

“I heard a rumor today,” Amelia announced. She slid onto one of the bar stools at our kitchen island. I didn’t care about rumors so I didn’t respond. “Word around school is you finally finished things with Brittany.” Word traveled fast around the halls of the Academy. Again, I didn’t care enough to stop and answer. “Is it true?”

“It is,” I replied after a pause. “It’s over. For good, this time.”

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