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“Are you alright?” he asked.

“I’m perfectly fine.” However, as the euphoria started to fade away, I was left with a feeling that I’d sold my soul, feeling guilty that the passion might interfere with the work. “It’s just…”

“Just what?”

Finding the courage was more difficult than I realized. “It’s just that we’re working together and this can’t happen again. You know? I don’t think it’s fair to either one of us.”

There was such a quiet tension that shifted into the moment I finally lifted my head. He was staring at me with the same heated intensity, his nostrils flared as if debating whether to become a he-man Neanderthal, carrying me up the stairs and locking me in my room. I honestly wouldn’t put it past him.

When he slipped his index finger under my chin, lifting it, he took a deep breath. “I will honor your request until the book is finished. That does not mean I have any plans on letting you go. You should know I am not a patient man when it comes to taking what I want. And I’ve decided I want you. All of you. Keep that in my mind, my sweet little fawn. You’re already mine. It’s time to accept your fate.”

My fate. I wanted to slap him across the face and kiss him at the same time. There wasn’t a woman alive who didn’t want a dominating man to take charge, if only for a little while. But the woman inside of me who’d been fighting for her independence, to find her way in life couldn’t accept I was some commodity and nothing else. “You do realize what you’re saying.”

He smirked, his eyes glassing over. “Oh, I know.”

“Why do you want me? You can have any other woman on this planet.”

“I don’t want another woman. I want the one who will bring me what I need the most.”

“And what is that?”

“Forgiveness.”

I wasn’t expecting his admittance. For another few seconds, he allowed me to see inside his soul. While we didn’t know each other, and certainly shouldn’t commit to anything beyond casual sex, at this moment what we’d shared seemed eternal, as if karma had truly put us together for a reason. I only hoped it wouldn’t damn me for all eternity.

A shiver trickled down my spine as he gripped the side of my face, the way he rubbed his thumb back and forth across my lips rougher than ever before. I was trembling but not from fear or rage from what he’d told me. From excitement. From need. From the kind of knowing that we were meant to be together.

Yet I’d fight it.

He lowered his head, capturing my mouth and as I pressed my palms against his chest, kneading his muscles, I knew in my heart something bad was about to happen. Whatever the event, there was no doubt it would change everything.

There was no arguing with the man.

He walked off. Still in control.

Still in need.

And I was left a puddle of desire.

CHAPTER 19

Easton

Fuck.

I’d laid claim like some Neanderthal back in caveman days.

But I’d meant it. Every word. Every need. Even now, I was tense from the longing that refused to abate, my balls so damn tight I winced every few seconds in pain.

She’d tried to deny me. Of all people.

And I’d agreed. What the hell was wrong with me? I wasn’t the kind of guy to allow any woman to dictate shit to me.

Because you care about her.

Now, I suddenly had a conscience? I laughed as I thought about the defiance in her eyes and in her voice. Meanwhile, her continued desire remained just underneath the surface.

I’d been forced to keep myself in my room for fear of bursting into hers, taking what I wanted. Even as I’d left, she’d had far too many teasing mannerisms that had almost pushed me over the edge.

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