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“I have no idea,” I said.

“We can go back to my place and make out if you want.”

My head snapped up to glare at him.

“Not helpful. Your scent is strong enough. I don’t need words, too.”

He tilted his head.

“What do you mean?”

“It’s like you’re baiting me. Trying to push my control into snapping. And I don’t like it. You know what? I changed my mind. I don’t think we should hang out. I think you should leave me alone, Fenris.”

I turned to leave, or at least tried to. My foot slipped out from under me. I started to tilt.

Fenris grabbed me, turning the fall into a dip. Bent over his arm, I stared up at him.

“Still want me to go away?”

I couldn’t answer. My heart was pounding as my hands clutched his biceps. My reaction had nothing to do with fear and everything to do with the tempting position.

“No touching,” I whispered.

His expression lost some of his smugness.

“I don’t know what I’m doing wrong, Eliana.” He gently righted me and released me. “I’m a friendly guy. Usually, people enjoy being around me. If you had the chance, I think you’d push me off a bridge.”

His hurt penetrated my hunger.

“I wouldn’t push you off a bridge, Fenris. I’d coax you to the edge and encourage you to jump. There’s a difference.”

He stared at me for a minute then threw his head back and laughed. When he was done, he held out his hand.

“Give me the keys. I know a place where we can go.”

Chapter Twelve

On a scaleof one to ten, getting into a car with Fenris was probably at a ten for the dumbest things to do. Mouth breathing wasn’t even cutting it. His scent was flooding my senses.

“You need to roll down the windows,” I said.

“You’re going to freeze.”

“Roll down the windows or die, Fenris.”

He chuckled then rolled down the windows.

“I didn’t know you were that gassy,” he said with a smirk.

My mouth dropped open, and I sputtered for a moment.

“It’s not me,” was all I could manage.

“Well, it wasn’t me,” he said.

“You’re completely ridiculous. I asked you to roll down the windows because your scent is making me hungry, not because—”

I snapped my mouth shut.