Page 36 of Dark Encounter
"That's not likely to change, Grace." I grabbed my jeans and pulled them over my waist, my cock still thick and pulsing. "Tell your ex-boyfriend to keep his distance. I'm not a nice guy in the least. I kill for a living. Don't think I wouldn't do it for pleasure."
She stiffened. Good. She needed to understand the reality of who I was. Her next words shocked me.
"Come home with me. Please. Tonight? Like last night. Let me make you dinner." She got off the table and walked over to me, wrapping her arms around my waist as I pulled my shirt down between us.
I leaned down and kissed the tip of her nose. "No."
"Erik. Please. I want more than sex. You know there's something between us."
"Yeah. Sex." I cupped the sides of her face and leaned down, forgoing her beautiful mouth and kissing her cheek. "I can't give you anything more than I'm already giving. Period."
"Not ever?" She pulled back, her skin growing flush as her eyes filled with tears. Fuck.
"No, Grace. Never." I released her and turned, walking toward the door.
"Then don't come back. I'm not sleeping with you again. Period."
I glanced over my shoulder and smiled. "It doesn't work that way, kitten. You're mine right now. When I grow tired of you, you can move on and find a man like frat-boy upstairs, but until then... there's nowhere you can run that I won't find you." I licked my fingers and walked down the hall, hating myself for hurting her, but what fucking choice did I have?
I was falling in love. She had to run. And hopefully she would.
