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I don’t say that. Instead, I say, “I want you to tarnish me, fully, and completely. I want you to wreck and ruin me. I want you to sully everything they think is pure. I want them to hate me like they hate you, so I can be free, too. The only one who can help me—the only one who can ruin me like I need to be ruined, is you.”
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Tav
What the actual fuck is happening right now? If I didn’t know better, I’d think I was tripping hard, high as a fucking kite. But I do know better, because I don’t do that shit.
The woman before me isn’t an apparition. She’s real. In the flesh.
Just like her sister, she’s a total knockout. From the hair on her head to the polish on her toes, she’s designed to bring a man to his knees.
I do another sweep and nearly groan. Toned legs, thick thighs, high tits, full ass, and a mouth to bust balls. But shit—this girl is even more woman than her bitch of a sister.
She has enough of—well, everything to nearly make a man forget the past as he falls into…
Fuck, no. This is Pipsqueak—not one of my groupies. She’s a child. I shouldn’t be having these thoughts about her, but those legs.
That mouth.
Fuuuuck.
I do the mental math. She’d been eleven when I left, I think. That would make her nineteen now. Legal. Barely.
Blood pools in my dick and anger sears inside my chest. I should have taken Tara up on her offer of a blowjob. She’d been all over me, in my lap, rubbing her bony ass around in circles trying to make me hard the way this unassuming girl is now.
And the words she’d said. They’re burned in my mind. Wreck her. Ruin her. Sully her. Free her.
What. The. Actual. Fuck?
She can’t mean those words the way my dick thinks she means them.
Jeez.
I won’t stand here and listen to this shit from a Laurier. Anyone else, I’d give them the time of day. Her? Not a chance.
“Get in the car.”
Her brow dips, doing nothing to alter the beauty of her perfect face.
That only pisses me off more.
“What?” Why is her voice soft like that? With that husky undertone that makes me think of doing exactly as she asked, and tarnish her right here on the porch. My dick throbs. Anger rises.
“Get your shit.” I point a long finger to her suitcase. “And get in the fucking car.”
She lifts her little chin in childish defiance that would be cute if it wasn’t. Fucking. Childish. “No.”
My blood heats. I see red. I’m not thinking as I charge through the space between us, climbing the steps until I’m standing on the one below her, still managing to tower over her. She might look like she’s all legs, but she’s itty bitty.
I blame her shorts. They’re deceiving against those legs.
Hell, all Laurier’s are deceiving in everything. It’s in their nature.
“What are you playing at, Olympia?” Her name leaves my tongue on a snarl that doesn’t even make the ice princess flinch. Just like the rest of the Laurier’s, she’s cold as ice.
That ice bursts through those glacier blue eyes as she holds my gaze. At least she doesn’t share Ophelia’s eyes. They’d been a deep, dark, soulless brown.
“I’m not playing at anything, Cole. And I’m not leaving.”
