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She put up her hands. "No, no, no, no, no."
I bracketed my hands on either side of her on the desk. "Gwen, I'm not going to hurt you."
"Too late. Why are you here, Atticus?"
"Why did you run? From me? You ran from me."
Her gaze lifted to mine, and the defiance I was used to seeing there was back, making my heart gallop in my chest.
"I thought I was going crazy,” she admitted. “You're not supposed to be here."
"But I am. Why did you slap me?"
"Seriously? You had it coming,” she said belligerently.
I shook my head. I knew I should back away, give her space, let her spew her anger. She had every right.
But she just stared at me mutinously, refusing to speak. So I dipped my head, running my nose against the column of her neck. "Fuck, you smell good, Gwen."
She shivered as she whispered, "I hate you."
"I know. I hate myself, too."
That admission had come out of nowhere. The truth had just tumbled out of my lips because she was the only person who could get it out of me. I did hate myself. Every time I woke up without her, I was reminded this was all my fault.
"Fuck, why do you smell so good?"
She sat stiffly between my arms, and I was careful to keep my hands off her. "Do you miss me?" I asked as I drew back slightly, watching her expression harden.
"This isn't fair, Atticus."
"I know. I know this isn't fucking fair. Tell me to stop."
She lifted her gaze and frowned at me. "Atticus…"
I waited, my heart and my chest begging her to tell me to stop. Because if she did, I would leave her alone. I'd walk away. But the problem was that seeing her was like breaking a goddamn seal. I had managed for months to not be in the same room with her. And now, all that hard work had gone up in flames.
Her gaze drifted down to my lips. And when her tongue peeked out, I groaned. "Fucking hell, Gwen, tell me to stop. If you do not tell me to stop, I'm not going to be strong enough. You have to use your voice."
But instead of telling me to stop, she sucked in a short gasp. I shifted her hips away from her desk so that they pressed into my erection and slammed my lips on hers before I even knew what I was doing. One look from her and I forgot about everything except how she tasted, how she felt, and how she made me feel.
Our kiss was harsh. Dangerous. All-consuming.A fucking homecoming.
When I dipped my tongue into her mouth, swallowing her needy cry of desperation, my mind erased the weeks we'd been apart. I knew what I wanted, and she was it. Just Gwen.
Still, I managed to pry my lips off hers. "Tell me to stop, Gwen. Say it." I was so close to heaven. If she didn’t want this. It was better I knew now before my control disintegrated.
And then she whispered against my lips. "Don't stop."
Chapter 4
GWEN
This was a mistake. One I would regret.
I knew I should push him away for all the right reasons. Self-preservation for starters. Second, because I would hate myself. Third, he had hurt me.
But he knew just how to crumble my resolve.
