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“What?”
“Stop trying to save me.”
Just like she did when I told her to stop fighting me, I say, “I can’t.”
Another noise from her throat.
“In this neighborhood…” She intentionally surveys the deserted street. “I’m more likely to get mugged than hit by a car.”
I switch our positions again. “Happy?”
She roots her feet but throws her hands up. “No!”
She’s mad atme? For trying to protect her? The urge to actually wring her fucking neck creeping up again, all I can do is scowl at her. Her and the thousands of goose bumps dotting her skin. The cold is a welcome relief to me now, but Lex, she’s not wearing much. And she runs cold…sometimes. Her body temperature seems to fluctuate.
“You’re freezing.” I take a step toward her, but she counters it with one of her own backward. On God, I might actually choke this bitch.
“You’re exhausting. Everything you do, it’s…exhausting and unnecessary and…” Her expression hardens. “…not as sweet as you think it is.”
“I’m not trying to be sweet. I just don’t want you hurt.” What’s so fucking bad about that?
“You’re an even bigger idiot than I thought.”
Now my hands are airborne.
“What the fuck? I’m sweet. I’m exhausting. I’m an idiot. I’m sly. I’m Reece. I’m rookie. Make up your fucking mind!”
Instead of sayinganything, she spins on her heels and resumes walking, her heels whacking the chipped concrete angrily, but I don’t let her get more than a couple of steps ahead of me, keeping her within arm’s reach, because she’s absolutely right about this neighborhood. She almost got raped and we had a gun pulled on us, both out in the open. The residents around here couldn’t give less of a fuck.
Lex hugs herself as her shoulders start shaking uncontrollably.
“Where’s your car?” I snap, glancing around. This is a pretty far walk to make alone at night for anyone, especially such a tempting hollow look-alike. She’s the idiot if she thinks she’d only get mugged. “Didn’t you get valet?”
“I don’t let strangers touch my shit.”
“But you were fine with a club full of strangers seeing your shit.”
She rounds on me so fast, she’s a fucking blur of black and white and sexy-as-fuck irritation. It’s actually refreshing to see emotion on her.
Refreshing but infuriating. Where was all this anger before I came outside? Why does she save it all for me?
“Do you know how many people have seen my tits, rookie?”
And we’re back to rookie. Fuck!
“Thousands.”
She’s on the move again, scurrying away from me as fast as those sky-high heels will take her.
“So what?” I shout, my feet eating up the pavement between us until I do reach for her. Reach for her. Grab her. Hold her. Press my body into hers so my heat becomes hers. My nose buried in that white hair, I say, “Thousands of people have seen your body, touched your body,fuckedyour body.” Said body shivers against mine, making me have to swallow a groan to finish. “That doesn’t make it any less valuable. That doesn’t makeyouany less valuable.”
“Valuable?” She scoffs. “Now you sound like Cyrus.”
“Funny. A second ago I was thinking the same thing. Your daddy—”
“Don’t call him that.”
“What should I call him?”
