Page 43 of Dangerous Temptation
‘How did you learn about his death?’ he asked quietly.
‘His suicide.’
The words were clipped and harsh. There was no question at all whom she put the blame on there. Her father had taken the easy way out.
A random breeze ruffled her hair and he tucked the strands behind her ear.
‘A cop came to my dorm room.’ Her gaze had taken on a faraway look. It wasn’t on the sunrise any more, but on the forest the light hadn’t yet touched. There were thickets out there that remained dark and dense. ‘That was when the other students made the connection and the snowball started rolling.’
‘You sound like you hate him.’
She swallowed hard. ‘I’m very angry with him.’
Her hollow tone indicated it had taken her a long time to come to that conclusion. Ax knew how that could be. He was very angry with members of his own family, only he wouldn’t shy away from labelling that emotion as hate.
‘And you’re angry with me,’ he extrapolated.
‘Yes,’ she confessed.
Angry enough to want to strike back? To use her feminine wiles to get close enough that she could bring him down?
Maybe.
‘Still?’ His fingers curled inward on her stomach. ‘Even after …’
He might be playing with fire, but he was intrigued by her. Mentally and physically. Maybe even emotionally …
She’d let him out of that room.
Her long hair caught between their bodies, and it stroked sexily against his chest. The ends of the strands tickled someplace even lower, and he couldn’t stop his erection from nestling in that soft curve of her lower back. Instinctively, he rubbed against her.
She caught her lower lip between her teeth.
At least this connection between them wasn’t a lie.
He slid one hand upwards to her bare breast. Her nipple poked into his palm when he squeezed, and she let out a soft whimper.
‘You confuse me,’ she confessed.
‘Why?’
‘I thought I knew everything about you. I’d read articles and listened to news reports. I watched the streaming feed of the trial.’
‘But?’
Her body relaxed against his, melting as if she couldn’t fight any more. ‘But the way you make me feel …’
Her body was soft. Trusting. The gesture was unexpected, but powerful. The cold morning air scraped at the bottom of Alex’s lungs. She had every reason in the world to despise him and want revenge, yet this connection between them was screwing with her head, too.
Determination settled fiercely inside his chest, along with something infinitely more sensual.
If she could have doubts …
He toyed with her nipple, rolling it between his forefinger and thumb. ‘Bend over, pretty siren.’
She moaned. ‘I shouldn’t want you.’
‘But you do.’ He pressed her forward. ‘Let me make you feel good again.’
