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She swallowed, forced her thoughts back to the
point she meant to make. “I live alone,” she said.
“Thereisno lock on the bathroom door.”
Hooking his thumb in the waistband of his jeans, he
cocked one hip to the side. She held her breath as the
cloth slid dangerously low. A bit more…just a—
“My mistake.” He didn’t sound particularly apologetic. “You want me to leave?”
Did she? Her gaze searched for his, only he wasn’t
looking at her eyes.
“And if I say yes?”
His eyes narrowed; his lips thinned, but his tone
stayed neutral. “Then I’ll leave.”
Heart pounding, she weighed her options and
choked back a hard laugh. Options? She was already
wet for him. And all he’d done was look at her ass.
She didn’t move, didn’t breathe. She wanted this.
Wanted him. But she wasn’t so foolish as to think there
wouldn’t be repercussions.
There was always a price.
What did he expect from her? What did he want?
He wanted sex. Only sex. She had to believe that.
Animal release. They’d come together, and they’d
move apart, like it had never been. Because there could
be no chance for anything else between them.
“No,” she whispered. Then, louder, “No, I don’t
want you to leave.”
Roxy straightened and turned, moving one arm to
shield her breasts, while the other hand dipped lower.
“Don’t do that,” Dagan rasped. “I want to look at
you.”
