“Maddie, talk to me.”
She took a deep breath. “You didn’t do anything wrong.”
This made him laugh, and it wasn’t a natural one either. This was very much forced.
“Maddie, I was there, I felt the difference between us. I know something wasn’t right.”
She licked her lips, which she pursed immediately after.
He watched her sigh, and then, she nodded. “I … I’m not like the other women you’ve been with,” she said.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? You haven’t spread your legs for every single guy at the club. That isn’t something to be upset about.”
She shook her head. “No, that’s not what I meant.” She unfolded her arms and moved her hands up and down her body. “I don’t look like the women you go for.”
He stared at her and knew instantly what she referred to. She wasn’t slender. She was all curves everywhere.
“So?” he asked.
She looked up to the ceiling, and tears fell down her cheeks. He hated seeing her like this, so cut up, so miserable. This wasn’t what he wanted her to feel.
He took a step toward her, and Maddie took a step back.
Bull stopped. “Did you like my kisses?”
“What does that have to do with it?”
“Just answer the question.” He needed her. Seeing her cry and hearing the slight break in her voice broke him. All he wanted to do was pull her into his arms and tell her how fucking desirable she was. How he ached for her. How he’d waited so long to tell her that he’d wanted her.
For years, he’d been admiring her curves, wanting to get closer to her, but she seemed so far away.
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Damn it, Bull. You know I liked your kisses. You know I loved having your hands on me. I loved it. It felt incredible, and I didn’t want it to stop, but I don’t want to be a damn pity fuck. I don’t want to be that person. Not again.”
“Not again? You mean this has happened before?”
She released a growl. “Ugh, can’t you just accept that I’m not the kind of woman you want?”
“Hell no. Not when you don’t fucking see what is clearly right under your stubborn nose.”
“I know how this goes. You have your fun. You’ve done your deed to charity and then I’m tossed aside.”
“First of all, I have never in all my life been so insulted, and considering I fucking run Chaos and Carnage, that’s saying something. I would never pity fuck you, Maddie French. In fact, what I want to do is strip you naked, bend you over all the surfaces, and fuck every single part of you. I crave you that much.”
Her mouth fell open, and he nodded. “I don’t know what has gotten into your thick fucking skull, but when I look at you, I don’t see what you do.” There was no way he was going to let the word fat fall from his lips. He didn’t see her like that. She wasn’t fat, not to him. He closed the distance between them, grabbed her hand, and pressed it against his dick. “I wouldn’t get hard to pity you. I’m not here thinking about some other woman I want to stick my cock into. No, this is all you. Every single part of you. I didn’t give you a damn job out of pity. I gave it to you so I would finally get the chance to be close to you. To chase after you, because Maddie, you have been a pain in my ass for a long fucking time.”
“What?”
“Yeah, I’ve been wanting to approach you for some time now. This isn’t a new feeling for me. I’ve watched you for a long time, Maddie. I see you. Other women, they don’t hold a candle to you.”
He wrapped an arm around her waist and took possession of her lips, hard. At first, she was tense in his arms, but slowly, she ran her hands up his chest and wrapped them around his neck.
Bull loved her juicy ass. It was so full and ripe. All he wanted to do was land a nice smack to the curve and to feel it fill his hands.
He pulled away from the kiss. “I want to know who made you think you were a pity fuck, and then we’re going to start taking this slow.”
“Slow?”
“Yeah, Maddie, you’re going to go on a date with me, and I’m not taking no for an answer.”
Chapter Seven
Maddie had been on several dates. She’d gone to prom. None of them made her feel quite so nervous as this date Bull had demanded. She kept expecting him to call to put an end to their date, for him to apologize, but her cell phone seemed oddly silent.
He was going to pick her up at her apartment and they were going to the bar for some food and dancing. It seemed like a simple enough date. Maddie couldn’t help but wonder what would go wrong first. Would he show up? Would he get the classic mystery emergency that came in time before the bill?