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“Was it by any chance the woman in your office?”
He laughs without humor. “Not in a million years. I would never be with her. But I was with her sister. Her twin sister.”
“Oh. Where is she now?”
Something that looks like guilt fills his eyes. “She died. She was sick.”
I instantly regret the question. It was too imaginative and I feel like I crossed a line. “I’m so sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you that.”
He smiles and seems more like himself. “It’s okay. That’s what we sign up for when we play this game. It’s my turn now. Ready?”
“Yeah.” Respectfully, I go with the subject change. But curiosity has my mind gathering all the things he said and all he didn’t.
Like what his relationship is with the woman who was at his office if he’d never be with her in a million years. He was with her twin sister, yet I felt her possession over him the instant I looked at her. Her claws were out the moment she saw me.
“You like assholes.” Cillian’s voice tugs me from my thoughts.
I smirk and glare at him. “You can definitely have a drink for that.”
He grabs the wine but pours it in my glass, then he hands it to me. “Liar.”
I shake my head at him. “I don’t like assholes. It’s not true, so you drink.”
“No. You drink because it is true.”
“Why do you think that’s true?” After what he read about Nate, there’s no way he’d believe that.
“Because you like me.”
My toes curl from the seduction rippling through the deep, sexy baritone of his voice and my insides heat, pulsing warmth all through my body. That’s not a good sign. I wish I could blame it on the cocktail, but that would be as ridiculous as me believing the sun is green.
“I don’t like you. Sorry if I gave you the wrong idea.” Any moment now my nose will grow longer than a broomstick and probably sprout leaves and a bird’s nest.
Cillian inclines his head to the side. “I never figured you for a liar. Don’t start being one now.” He holds the glass to my lips and the look in his eyes forbids me to continue with the lie. So I take the glass and drink, much to his satisfaction.
“You’re an asshole?” I keep up my hardened stare.
“I know.” He grins and raises one dark brow."But don't tell me you don't feel that energy between us."
“What energy?” I know what he's talking about but it’s easier to play dumb.
"Insane chemistry." He picks up the ends of my ponytail and allows the strands to fall over his fingers before releasing me. “Ready for my next assumption?”
“Go ahead.” I set my glass back on the table.
“You think I’m just like Nathan.”
I pour myself the drink this time and savor the wine as I look at him, telling him without words that I absolutely believe he’s like Nate.
“I’m not like him.”
“I don’t know that. So far, the only difference between you and him is that I knew what you were when I first saw you. And I don’t care that not all monsters have horns. They’re still monsters.”
To my surprise, he smiles. I don’t think anyone else would. Everything I said was insulting.
“I’m not going to lie and tell you I’m not a monster. I am. But it takes a different level of fucked up to do what your ex did to you.” Coolly and casually, he rests his arms over the chair again. “The only time I touch my woman is to give her pleasure. The kind of pleasure that makes her know I’ve claimed her for myself and she’s mine.”
The look he gives me now is so indecent I don’t know where to put my face.
