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Seconds passed, then minutes, as she got to George’s floor, and she walked down the long corridor to find only two doors on the floor. She was about to knock on one as the other opened, and there was George. He didn’t look great.

The elevator doors had closed and before she could say anything, he banded an arm around her waist and pulled her into his apartment. She didn’t squeal, but followed his lead. His arm felt so good wrapped around her body.

The door closed, and she was instantly pressed up against it. “What the hell are you doing?” he asked.

It looked like he hadn’t shaved in the past week. Unfortunately, it didn’t detract from how sexy he appeared. Even though he had broken her heart by giving her an inquisition, her attraction and even her love for him was still there.

She was a pitiful fool.

“I thought I would come and see you, seeing as you ran away.”

He slammed his hand above her head on the doorway. “Anna-Beth!”

“George,” she said, snapping his name and glaring right back.

“Have you ever thought that maybe I don’t want to see you?”

He was being cruel.

Instead of bursting into tears, she laughed. “Nah, you think? Running away from me this past week, I’m pretty sure I got the message.”

“Then tell me why you’re here, or have you come to fuck up my life in some other way?”

“How dare you. How did I fuck up your life?”

“Seriously, you’re a virgin.”

“Yes, I was a virgin, but I don’t know how that is going to fuck up your life!” She wanted to slam her foot to the ground, he was being so childish.

Was it also wrong of her that she liked the way he held her against the door? His arm was rather forceful at her waist.

She really was pathetic.

This man wanted to be as far away from her as possible.

“You know what, I came to talk to you like an adult about what happened. I can see that was a gigantic mistake. We had sex, George. That’s all!”

Chapter Six

George knew he was being a dick and he didn’t mean to be, but he was … confused.

First, he shouldn’t have had sex with Anna-Beth. Second, he’d taken her virginity. Third, he knew her family was intent on finding a suitable husband for her. Fourth, he wanted to do it again. This was another reason he left as soon as possible. Even though he didn’t want to hurt Anna-Beth—and now that he’d taken her virginity, the chances of that were low—he wanted her again.

How could he let her family find her a suitable husband when the truth was, he wanted her all to himself?

In all his life, he’d never been possessive of a woman. He enjoyed the company of many women, and he’d never wanted any of them to himself. Over the years, he figured he just didn’t need a woman in his life, or a family. Yet, when he looked at Anna-Beth, he felt himself falling for her repeatedly, and he just couldn’t bring himself to stop.

This was dangerous territory to him.

She was so close and the scent of lemon was so tempting.

“Why were you a virgin?” he asked.

He still couldn’t believe she’d been a virgin. She rolled her eyes at him, which he found so cute.

“Come on, you know what my family is like. Even Malcolm was constantly berating me about gold-digging men, and warning me about getting trapped by them. If you remember, five years ago, Malcolm nearly fell for a woman who was only after him for his money. Trust me, having sex isn’t easy.”

Damn it. Why did everything out of her mouth have to sound so fucking … true?

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