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My thighs unclench on instinct, and I let out a sigh of relief that borders on a moan. God, I almost came in the elevator.
“Alright,” I say, trying to collect myself. “Can we go now
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“For someone who finally got what she wanted tidy,
“What I wanted?”
“You waited over ten years for this, did you not? You should be elated. Celebratory.”
Wait a minute. “Are you talking about what happened in there? The kiss?”
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He shrugs. “What else would I be talking about?”
“You think I’d want Finn to kiss me to make Delilah jealous?”
“I think you’d want to be kissed by Finn in any way.”
“Well, you thought wrong.”
“Did I?” he asks.
“In case you didn’t notice, that kiss ended with a slap.”
“For some people, that’s foreplay.”
I groan. “I don’t have the patience for this. Are you helping me or not?”
“Whether I help you or not will depend on the answers you give me.”
His face shows nothing, but something tells me he’s suppressing anger. His jaw is slightly clenched, and his eyes are blank. Even at that, he looks devastatingly gorgeous. Maybe it’s just my hormone-soaked, chaos-loving brain playing tricks on me. I try not to let my eyes linger. But they do. Of course they do.
“Well, go on then,” I say. “Ask your questions.”
His gaze drops to my heels, settling there for a while before slowly trailing up my legs. Over my coat. Up to my face. Landing on my eyes.
“Why’d you come up here, Sloane?” he asks.
“Excuse me?”
“You brought yourself all the way up here after I asked you to. Why?”
“Are you kidding me? You practically blackmailed me into coming.”
“I didn’t. There are restrooms on every floor in this building. You could’ve stopped anywhere. But you didn’t. You came to me. Don’t say it’s because you need someone to access my parents’ house. We both know, the moment you stepped foot up here, you’re not going anywhere.”
He stands. His movements are so slow and predatory that my breath stutters. But I don’t walk back. For some weird reason, I can’t.
He stops right in front me. Close enough that I feel his body heat. Close enough to taste his smoke in the air between us. “Why’d you come here, Sloane?” he repeats. “Is it a kink for you? Lusting after two brothers?”
I jerk back like I’ve been slapped. “I beg your pardon?”
He turns away and paces toward the railing. His hands rest on the edge, his shoulders tight.
“I don’t even know why I’m mad,” he mutters. “This was a mistake. Just leave.”
I stare at him. The more I look, the more my blood boils.
“You think you can say whatever you want and then dismiss me?” I ask.
“I just did, didn’t I?”
“I swear to God, Knox, if I take one step forward, it’ll be to shove your arrogant ass off this building.”
He turns.
Slowly.
A brow lifts. For the first time since I arrived here, he smiles. “You would?”
“Don’t test me. I’m already pissed off at two Hartleys. I’m going to transfer all that aggression to you.”
He stalks forward. “Do it.”
“What?”
“Transfer the aggression. Hit me.”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“Come on, Kitten. You made the threat. Follow through.”
I try to walk back, but he catches my wrist, yanking me close.
“You can’t promise me a good time and then retreat. Do it. Hit me.”
“You’re insane.”
“Fucking do it, Sloane.”
So I do.
My hand flies across his cheek with a slap that echoes against the rooftop tiles.
This Was A Mistake
His eyes darken. He grins again.
“I knew the monster was in there,” he says. “Another, Harder this time. When you’ve poured out all that rage, we’ll talk about what you actually came here for.”
“I’m done playing your games,” I hiss, pulling myself out of his arms.
I turn to leave, but suddenly my feet leave the ground.
He’s behind me. One arm hooked around my waist. My back flush to his chest. His mouth by my ear.
“Put me down,” I snap.
“That’s my intention.”
He strides to the chair and tosses me down like a doll. I barely catch myself before I fall over, turning back just as he grabs the collar of my coat and yanks me upright again.
And then his hand slips inside the coat, fingers searching for my nipples and pinching thern through the gown. I cry out.
“Why did you come up here, Sloane?” he says.
“I hate you. I fucking hate you, you arrogant, infuriating-“
His hand curls in my hair, yanking my head back just enough to bring our lips a breath apart. But he doesn’t kiss me. I want him to so badly.
“You came here to be filled,” he says. “You won’t leave until I’ve fucked every man out of your system.”
“Knox…”
“Tell me what you want.”
“You’re a crazy son of a bitch.”
“What do you want from this crazy son of a bitch?”
I whimper. “Get inside me. Right now. Please.”
His lips crash into mine with a force that sucks the breath right out of my lungs.
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