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“Forgive me,” I rasp.
“Do not start that again. I’m over hearing you apologize, even though you’ve got lots to be sorry for.”
“Noted. No more apologies.”
“And don’t ever start a fight with me when we’re in the middle of...” She side-eyes me. “That was probably the most awkward exit I’ve ever made from a guy’s house.”
My blood heats at the mention of her with any other men.
“Fine,” I clip.
“I’m surprised you weren’t arrested, coming out in the street like that.”
The Beverly Hills neighborhood fund isn’t surprised.
“I didn’t want you to leave.”
“You didn’t want to lose me?”
“No, I didn’t.”
“So what now?” She searches my eyes. “What do we do now?”
I tuck a strand of hair behind her ear.
“Just enjoy the view before it gets dark.”
Her gaze darts to the sunset over the ocean and back to me.
“Jet, I—”
I silence her with a kiss, and she whimpers.
“I’m sorry,” I breathe. “For all of it.”
“I forgive—”
I press my fingers to her lips. I’ve spent all day and evening aching to hear her say it. But now that she’s about to, I can’t let her. Because the truth is, I don’t deserve her forgiveness. Not for what I’ve done, and for what I’m going to do if I don’t get a handle on myself and take back control. I should never have taken her to Thailand with me. Let her trust me. Let her believe there is something good there when there isn’t.
I’m the worst kind of asshole.
Clear blue irises, as bright as the reflection of the ocean beneath the fucking sun, dilate.
It’s too late.
She was doomed the moment I lost control and touched her that first time. When I laid her out on my father’s kitchen table and tasted every inch of her like it belonged to me.
This all has to end.
Just not tonight. I’m too damn selfish to let her go without one more night.
“Keep watching the view,” I say against her lips, before giving her another kiss where my tongue entwines with hers with an urgency that races through my whole body. “The view,” I grunt as I sink backinside the limousine, leaving Ava where she is, everything above her waist on full display to the outside world.
“What are you doing?”
I shush her, and she tuts.
Brat.
