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Chapter6

Reagan

After lunch, my grandfather suddenly decided he needed to drive out of town for the day to visit an old friend he hasn’t seen for a few months.He hastily made that announcement when I declared I was going to shower and change into more presentable clothes before heading to the estate.He’s so full of shit.He’s just making himself scarce.

Now, I’m standing in my bedroom, trying to shove Tiago out of the small space.He followed me in even though I ordered him to wait in the living room.He’s an immovable rock.

“I want to see your room, baby.”

“You don’t need to see.It’s just a room.”

He sets me aside and looks around, wandering in farther.He picks up a trinket from my dresser and then opens my jewelry box.He’s nosy.I should be angry and tell him to stop snooping, but I’m more drawn to him with every passing minute.

I’m going to glare daggers at him, but the truth is, I like that he’s bossy and determined.At this point, I would be disappointed if he backed down when I push back.I’m testing him.I didn’t set out with that intention.It just happened.I want to know how serious he is because, damn, this infuriating man makes my blood pump.

He says nothing while snooping.

I stand with my arms crossed in the doorway, waiting for him to get out.“Find what you need?”I say in my sassiest tone.

He glances at me.“I’m getting to know you.”

“And?What do you know now?”

“That you’re a minimalist.You don’t own much jewelry.I bet a lot of this was your grandmother’s.”

“Maybe I’m just poor and can’t afford diamonds and pearls.”

“Nope.That’s not it.If jewelry was important to you, you would be wearing some.You don’t have any on.”

He’s right.I don’t care much about silver and gold bling.What’s in that box was my grandmother’s, including the box.

He wanders toward my nightstand next and picks up the book I’ve been reading.When he sets it down, he slowly reaches for the handle on the drawer.

This is when I lunge forward and shove him as hard as I can to put my body between him and the drawer.

He pretends to be affected by my pushing and drops onto my bed, laughing.“Hmm.What’s in the drawer, baby?”

“None of your business.”I wish my damn face wouldn’t heat every time I’m embarrassed.It’s annoying.

He lowers his gaze to the drawer I’m blocking feebly with my body.“Show me, Reagan.”

I set my hands on my hips again, thinking this makes me look serious and fierce.I doubt it works, but it’s worth a try.“You don’t have to know every single thing about me, Tiago.I’m entitled to some privacy.”

He leans forward, sets his palms on the backs of my thighs, and tugs me between his legs.“Okay.Go take your shower,” he says softly.

I narrow my gaze.“You’re going to open the drawer as soon as I leave the room, aren’t you?”

“Nope.You’re right.I won’t pry.I won’t touch anything in your bedroom while you’re gone.”

I search his gaze.I want to trust him.If he violates my trust, it will destroy whateverthisis.I can tell he’s extremely dominant and pushy, but I hope he won’t lie to me or go back on his word.I care far more about the precarious trust between us than what’s in my nightstand.

Tiago pulls me even closer.His huge hands wrap so far around my thighs that his fingertips are close to my pussy.“Baby, I don’t like that look on your face.I know I’m bossy.That will never change.It’s in my blood.But I will never betray your trust.I’m teasing you about your nightstand.I can probably guess what’s in there since you’re so protective of it.Whatever you have in there, I don’t want you to be embarrassed about it.Eventually, you will trust me with all your secrets.”He leans forward and kisses my stomach over my T-shirt.

Finally, he releases me.“Go shower.”

I back away from him until I reach the door before turning around and fleeing into the bathroom.I’m a ball of confusion.My head is spinning.I can’t catch my breath.

I turn on the shower with trembling fingers before stripping out of my clothes, dropping them into my hamper, and unraveling my braids.The water is barely warm when I step under the spray.It jars me, which I kind of need.

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