Page 19 of Sanction

“Dani….” I start. I don’t really know what to say to her, or how to even analyze how I feel.

“I’m not going. I can’t,” she whispers before fleeing the kitchen, leaving me with a frown and a semi. She’s gonna be the death of me.

It’s been a week. She’s ignored me and the only times she has even spoken words to me is when she calls me Dom just to piss me off. I don’t even know why it pisses me off. I told her to call me Dom. I needed distance between us and her seeing me as the VP is what I thought would be the answer. It’s not. I fucking hate it and she knows it.

I finally had enough and was worried Maverick and Gerry would start to get suspicious, so I went to her room. I knocked on the door and didn’t give her time to tell me to fuck off like she did two days ago. She’s at her dresser, putting on some earrings.

“Can I help you, Dom?” She asks.

I grit my teeth. “Just returning this.” I toss my T-shirt on her bed.

She glances at it. “I don’t need it. But thanks.”

I shut the door behind me and sigh. “Dani, this needs to stop.”

She pauses, then turns to face me. “What needs to stop?” She throws her hands up. “What else would you like me to do, VP?”

“That. Stop with that shit.”

She laughs. “You told me to! You wanted me to treat you like the VP, so I am. And nothing more.”

“We both know that’s bullshit. Dani…. that kiss.” I run my hand along my jaw. “It was an accident.”

“Accident? So, you're telling me your tongue just accidentally slid into my mouth?”

“It’s complicated okay. We can’t do that Dani. Me and you…...we can’t happen.”

She walks over to me, staring up at me with those caramel eyes. “If I ask you a question, will you tell me the truth?”

“Always.”

“Promise? And before you answer that, you once told me you would never break a promise to me again.”

My palms start to sweat as she tilts her head. “What do you feel for me?”

My heart thuds in my chest. It’s loud in my ears and I take a step back. I don’t even have to think about it. The answer is clear in my mind, which scares the shit out of me. I meet her eyes before I answer. “Things I shouldn’t.”

We stare at each other, the room getting smaller with each moment that passes.

“But it doesn’t matter Dani, it’s never happening.” The words come out, but I’m not sure I even believe them.

She motions for the door. “You can leave now. I have plans.”

I don’t move. I can’t.

“Leave,” she croaks.

My feet literally won’t move.

She stomps to the door, yanking on the knob. “I said leave, Trav…” She catches herself and I can tell by her voice she wants to cry. I hate when she cries.

I slam my palm against the door, closing it shut as she tries to pull it open. I shift my body, caging her in, and push my forehead to hers.

“What are you doing to me, Princess?” I whisper.

Her brown hair is laying over her shoulders and she smells like vanilla. It’s intoxicating. I shake my head, trying to control my racing thoughts. Trying to control the way I want to feel her body. It’s wrong.

She presses her breast against my chest and I bite my lip. “Can you say it again.” I reach up cupping her neck.

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