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That I’m thinking with my dick and maybe even my heart, not my head, and that scares the fuck out of me. “My father is involved. This might not be about Abbie. It might be about Reid and I kicking him to the curb.”
“And he used Abbie to get to you?”
“I don’t want to believe that.”
“Because she did?”
My lips thin. “Yes, you fuckhead. Because she did.”
“There’s one that gets to us all, man. Welcome to the club. I’ll make sure she’s worthy. More soon.” He disconnects and I repeat those words “make sure she’s worthy.” If she is, I’m not. That’s the problem. I shove the phone back into my pocket. What is it about this woman that makes me ignore every promise I made to myself to fuck, get fucked, quite literally, and then fucking walking away?
I scrub my jaw and cut around the dumpster I’ve been standing beside. I enter the walkway leading to the shelter, only to have Abbie step in my path. “You don’t trust me.”
I feel that accusation like a punch in the chest. “You heard my conversation.”
“Yes, I did, and you know what? It’s okay. Youshouldn’t trust me. You shouldn’t be in this. You need out, Gabe.” She tries to turn away and I catch her arm and pull her to me.
“I don’t want out. I don’t even come close to wanting out.”
“But I want you out. I’m not ready to have anyone take over my life, and that’s what you’re doing, Gabe. You’re taking over. Stop. Just stop now. Thank you for all you have done, but stop now. We’re done.”
The cold air can’t cut me like those words. Words I should welcome. Words that protect me. Words that get me the hell out of what could very well be my father’s trap. But I don’t want her to walk away. I don’t want to walk away. “Is that what you really want?” I demand.
She cuts her gaze. “Yes. It’s what I really want.” She tries to pull back.
I tangle my fingers into her hair and drag her gaze to mine. “Say it again and look me in the eyes when you do it.”
Her eyes glint with anger. “Don’t bully me. I’ve had enough of that for the past five years.”
“I’m not bullying you, Abbie. I’m holding onto you.”
“We’re over, Gabe.”
“Is that what you really want, Abbie?” I press. “Tell me.”
“I already told you.”
“Then if I kiss you, you won’t kiss me back? Because you’re done with me. Right?” I lean in, my lips near hers, our breath warm, the promises of kissing and fucking this woman too good to walk away from. “Because we’re done, Abbie?”
“Don’t kiss me, Gabe,” she whispers, but the push is gone from her words.
“I have to kiss you.”
“You don’t have to do anything,” she says.
“Then I don’t have to let you go, now do I?”
“You have to.”
I kiss her, my lips finding hers, my tongue licking hungrily into her mouth, and I taste her barely-there resistance and I don’t like it. I deepen the kiss, letting her taste my hunger for her, my need to make her mine, and still, she tries to resist, but it’s a heartbeat before her sexy moan fills the air. Suddenly, she’s kissing me back, her fingers clutching my shirt and pulling me closer.
Her submission stirs every male part of me. I’m hot. I’m hard. It’s all I can do to not press her against the wall and find a way to fuck her right here in the walkway. I rotate her, and her back lands against the concrete wall, my legs shackling her legs. “Are we over?” I demand, my eyes meeting her eyes.
“Yes,” she says. “We’re over.”
“Do you want us to be over?”
“I heard the call, Gabe. Why would you want to be with someone that’s hiding something?”
