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She shivers before shoving me away. “I told you. I don’t want you to say I’m a mistake.”
I frown. “What about last night made you think I’d say you’re a mistake?”
She pops out her hip and places her hand on it. “Nothing. Which is exactly how it always is. I think we’re finally going somewhere and then – bam! – you call me a mistake or tell my brother you’re not attracted to me. Not interested.”
I grit my teeth. “You are not a mistake.”
She studies my face and I let her see how determined I am to make her mine. “You’re serious?”
“As serious as you are about coffee.”
“Whoa. Coffee is serious business.”
I stalk toward her until she’s forced to back up. She hits the wall and I plant my hands on either side of her head to cage her in. “Not as serious as I am about you.”
“What’s changed? A few days ago, you weren’t attracted to me.”
I punch my hips so she can feel how hard I am. “Not attracted to you? This is what you do to me. What you’ve always done to me.”
“But—”
I place a finger over her lips. “No. We’re not discussing the past. Did I fuck up in the past? Yes. I own it. But from now on we’re moving forward. Together.”
“Together? I’m still Weston’s little sister.”
“I don’t care.”
“You’re going to strut around town with me on your arm in front of Weston and Dad?”
I cringe. I’m not ready to let Weston and Jack know about us.
She points at my face. “Your grimace says it all. I will not be your dirty little secret.”
“You’re not my dirty little secret. I’m just not ready to announce to the world how I’m fucking my best friend’s little sister.”
She ducks under my arm and struts away from me. “Good since we’re not fucking anymore and I’m moving in here.”
“You are not running away from me.”
She rolls her eyes. “I’m not running. I drove my car here. No running was involved.”
“Don’t be cute.”
“I can’t help it if I’m cute.”
“You’re fucking gorgeous but we’re not discussing how gorgeous you are. We’re discussing us.”
“There is no us.”
I growl. “I have a night of you screaming in my bed that says otherwise.”
“It was my bed, and I wasn’t screaming.”
I stalk toward her. She straightens her back and holds her ground. Her hazel eyes flash with anger. There’s my Sophia.
“You were screaming and you will scream again.”
She tilts her chin up. “I’m no one’s dirty little secret.”
