Page 76 of The Monster and the Last Blood Match

“Do I look like I’m in any immediate danger?” She spread her hands wide and gestured to the park around her. “The only person stalking me is you.”

Beckham ignored her comment. “I wondered where you wanted to go to be all alone.”

“Honestly? Anywhere away from you, and even then I can’t get away, can I?” She hated that she sounded petulant, but she was hurt. After what happened last night, he deserved to get a little slap in the face. She couldn’t even believe he had the nerve to follow her.

“No. You still work for me, Reyna.”

She rolled her eyes. “You signed the paperwork. You pay my wages. You provide the penthouse. There is no work involved here. And if there is, perhaps I should file some sexual harassment paperwork.”

“Oh, Reyna, you don’t mean that.”

He didn’t exactly sound hurt by her words, but his response wasn’t like him, either. Well, she hoped he was hurting half as much as she was.

“I need to be away from you right now,” she told him.

“I can’t let you go off by yourself.”

“Then send someone else,” she said. “I can’t even look at you.”

She swallowed and turned away from him. She hated so much how small she felt in front of him. Last night had been incredible, and then he had ruined everything. Now whenever she saw him, she remembered the slap to her face she had received when he had mentioned Penelope’s name.

“I won’t apologize for last night,” he said.

Reyna walked away from him. He caught up with her easily. “Stop following me.”

“Stop acting like this.”

She glared at him. “You said you wouldn’t apologize. For what? For going down on me or the fact that we almost had sex or the part where you stopped because you had a girlfriend,” she spat.

“Any of it.”

“Fantastic. Aren’t you supposed to be with your preciousPenny?” she said, drawing out the nickname. “That’s where you always disappear to, isn’t it?”

Beckham didn’t answer, but she already knew the truth.

“Whatever. You disgust me.”

“Finally you’re talking sense.”

“Sense?” she cried. “You want to disgust me?”

He shrugged noncommittally. “Well, you sound jealous of Penny.”

Her face heated in response as the words sank in. “And you seem to enjoy it. All of it. You love the way I smell, the way I taste. You want me. You want more,” she said, running her hand up the front of his shirt. “What would your Penelope think if she found out about how bad you want to fuck me?”

He grasped her wrist in his hand. “That’s enough, Reyna.”

“I don’t think so. You like that you can have her and me, too. You like the control, the power, Beckham.”

He released her forcefully and stepped away. “I’ve always enjoyed power. It’s the only thing I allow myself to crave anymore.”

She gave a stilted laugh. “Just because you stopped yourself from having sex with me doesn’t mean you don’t crave more. I can tell you do. It’s written all over you. So, you’re right. Maybe I am jealous of Penelope, but I think you’re just as jealous of the fact that I can stand here without hiding my emotions like you have to do every day of your life.”

Reyna continued walking through the park. Why did this damn man make her feel so out of control? All she hoped was that he got the hint this time and left her alone. She was in no real danger in this park. He clearly wanted to follow her to torment her.

But then she felt his presence behind her a few minutes later. “Oh my God, is this part of my newfound insanity?” she asked.

“You didn’t eat.”

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