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Her eyes narrow. “Never.”

I don’t know how I’ll ever win her over, but goddammit, I will.

“Fine.” I turn around, leaving her room. “Six a.m., we’re up. Eight a.m., we’re out. We go to court.”

She calls out, “And if I run?”

I grin, shouting back as I close my bedroom door, “Trust that I’ll chase you.”

CHAPTER TEN

AXEL

They say running isgood for stamina, blood flow, and moods.

No shit.

I’ve never been so aroused in my life.

Chasing Ruby is even more alluring when sheknowsI’m on her heels. She’s running faster than ever through the park and making every part of me work harder for her.

My testosterone spikes. My heart races. My blood pumps, and it’s all flowing straight to my cock.

I woke up alone, and so damn hard for her, knowing she was only a bedroom away. I desperately needed to jerk off, but I could hear her quickly getting ready for her run. It’s like she wanted the chase, and I was up, literally, and running after her.

My black running shorts have a compression liner, but it’s obvious I’m erect.

And I swear, it’s like running with a charging lion in my shorts. It wants out. It wants her, and I’m trying to contain it, but I can’t. I hyper-focus on Ruby’s luscious ass in those blush pink leggings and follow myinstinct.

I chase her.

Usually, she takes thirty minutes to run three miles, but not this morning. She’s mad, and I’m on a mission. I’m only a block behind her, not two, and she can hear my breath, and I can smell her drug. Perfume. Sweat. Musk that lures a mate. She’s my singular pursuit as dark urges pump through my veins.

She says she doesn’t trust me. Not yet.

But does she want me?

Does she feel this maddening attraction, too?

I’ve kept it caged for a year.

By the time she’s running back to my home, my watch says it’s only been twenty-five minutes. Without a word, she opens my gate and races for my door, her thumbprintbeepsit open, and she slams it behind her.

In no time, I follow and slam it behind me, too. Breath huffing. Body sweating. My instincts feral and hunting. I find her panting, sweating, and standing in my kitchen with her fists on her waist.

For a moment, we’re silent.

Staring each other down.

Exhaling heavily.

Then…

Her gaze falls to my shorts, not able to contain my erection for her. Her eyes widen with surprise, and it only makes me harder.

I let her stare at it. I let her lick her lips at it, watching my cock swell even more for her.

I can’t fight it. I get even more aroused at the lust in her eyes.

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