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I looked at her and sighed. “But I wasn’t. Not with him in the same room.”

I hated the idea of ruining her night. I had to make this better.

Stopping, I looked around before meeting her eyes. We weren’t far from the bar, and she looked at me with expectation.

“I don’t want him near you. Or any woman, for that matter. But other women are not my business right now. You are.” I paused to think about my next words, hoping to see her smile again. “So if we go back inside, you promise me not to look at him. Don’t give him attention. None. Focus on me.”

She studied me, her eyes searching my face as the tip of her tongue slowly brushed across her bottom lip. The corner of her mouth lifted ever so slightly, and a hint of mischief flashed through her eyes.

She put one hand on my stomach and stepped toward me, tilting her head back to keep eye contact.

What she said next made me want to wrap my hand around her throat and push her up against the damn tree. “If you want to be alone with me, just say it.”

Fuck…

Chapter 9

DARWYNN

I may have pushed the limits.

No, not maybe. I definitely have.

He didn’t look happy after what I said, and I definitely interpreted everything the wrong way.

Shit, that’s embarrassing.

And not to mention, wrong.

My cheeks flushed, and the nervous tingles all over my body didn’t feel as good as usual.

I wanted to run and hide, but Caspian was pulling me toward the tiny house I was staying in, ready to lock me up and never let me out again.

I guess he was just being nice. Making sure I was safe and not doing anything stupid. I wasonlytwenty-one, after all.

His grip around my hand was tight, and once we reached the few steps leading up to the door, he stepped behind me to guide me up. His hands were on my hips, making sure I wouldn’t bolt. But I had nowhere to run, no other option than to let him handle me the way he was.

I was ready to pull out my key and unlock the door, but he didn’t give me time to do that, either. He turned me around, andI stood with my back against the wooden door and his body right in front of mine.

His brown eyes were darker than usual, even with the motion sensor light above our heads shining down on us. His right hand gripped my hip, and his left pressed against the door next to my head.

“Say it again,” he demanded, his voice low. Raspy. Fuck, it was so damn hot.

I knew what he wanted to hear.

And, instantly, I knew where this was going.

Holy. Shit.

My heart was racing, and I was pretty sure it was about to explode in my chest.

“Say. It. Again.” His words were sharp this time, and his jaw clenched.

I slowed my breathing before my lungs started to hurt, and then I whispered, “I said, if you want to be alone with me, you just have to say it.”

The tip of his tongue came out to brush his bottom lip, and I stared at his mouth, amazed at how insanely hot a man his age could be.

His left hand moved, and I felt his fingers wrapped around my throat seconds later. His mouth was on mine without a warning, without giving me time to process what was happening.

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