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I steel myself for the fight and glare up at him. “You can leave the same way you entered.”

A smile tugs at his lips, drawing my attention to them. It makes me remember what it felt like to have his mouth on mine. Hell, heaven has nothing on that kiss. It was pure euphoria. His kiss had the power to wipe out everything around me, my past, my problems, my uncertain future, and even my dreams. It transported me to a world I didn’t even know existed.

Of course, it turned to shit the second he opened his mouth.

Suddenly, he says, “You look like shit.”

My mouth actually drops open. I shouldn’t be surprised or hurt. But I can’t help feel the stab of rejection, the pain of being overlooked as a human being. When someone treats you so harshly, you can’t help but feel like a waste of space.

I swallow the hurt down and grind my teeth as I hiss, “Like your opinion actually matters. Don’t let the door hit you on the way out.”

Instead of doing as I asked, he picks up the apple and looks at it with disgust. “This isn’t food,” he snaps.

I frown, thrown by the sudden change of topic.

“You’re a skinny fucking shit, Della. You need to eat more.”

Again, my mouth drops open and I can only stare at him in shock and anger. Unlike him, I can’t afford to eat three square meals a day. I have to save every cent for Jamie.

To my horror, I watch as he pulls his wallet from his back pocket. He takes out a couple of notes and tosses it on the bed.

I start to shake my head, not being able to process what’s busy happening.

Rage washes over me and I dart from the bed. I scoop up the money and shove it hard against his chest.

When he makes no move to take it from me, another wave of rage washes over me wiping out every bit of my self-control.

I grab hold of his belt and shove the money down his pants. That’s the closest my hand has ever been to that part of the male body. I’ll die of embarrassment later. Right now I’m seething.

I shove him away from me and walk back to my bed. My body is shaking with anger as I sit down.

“You’re a self-absorbed jerk,” I snap. Once I’m angry, it takes me forever to calm down. I also don’t think clearly. I lean back against the wall and bring my knees up. Glaring at the asshole, I open my legs wide.

“Is this what you want? For me to spread my legs. Should I look all achy and needy for you?” His eyes drift over my body and it’s hard to miss how they darken. “It will never happen, Carter. Contrary to popular belief, not everyone wants to be on your screwed list.”

He moves so fast, pouncing on me before I can even take a breath.

His hard body presses me into the mattress as his mouth slams into mine. I grab at his hair with the full intention of yanking him away from me, but then his tongue shoves past my lips, driving its way forcefully inside my mouth.

His one arm pushes in behind me and he lifts from the bed, crushing my body to his. He pulls me down and drops his full weight on top of me. Feeling all of him on top of me is incredible.

I feel his hard bulge right between my legs. His teeth and tongue make quick work of any resistance I wanted to put up. My mind clouds over as an aching feeling starts to pulse between my legs.

I’ve never felt like this before. I hate him but I want him. I want to push him away but at the same time, I want him to strip me bare.

I hate myself for wanting him.

***

CARTER

Feeling her lips trembling against mine, her soft body melting into me, and the heat radiating from her pussy, makes me lose my mind.

I want to fuck her out of my system. Since that fucking kiss the other day, I can’t stop thinking about her. She’s poison, slowly spreading through me until there’s more of her than there is of me.

Her hands travel to my shoulders and she starts to push against me. I pull her body further beneath mine, but then she breaks the kiss. She gasps for air as she shoves hard at my shoulders. Stunned, I sit back and watch as she almost falls off the bed in her hurry to get away from me.

“You can’t do that,” she whispers as tears start to spiral over her cheeks. Her flushed face quickly pales and she wraps her arms around her waist.


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