She stops fighting me, and I release her wrists.
“Tell me, babe,” I murmur, running both hands up her neck.
Panting, she wraps her arms around me.
“Why would you hate me? Huh?” I say again, her mouth looking for mine.
She runs her fingers up my back and starts kneading my muscles.
I sense her silent desperation.
“Tell me, baby...” I murmur, and then our lips collide.
Her moans send shudders through my groin.
She wraps her mouth around my tongue, famished and consumed with passion as we roll our lips and breathe as one, our flesh connecting in an instant.
Hard as fuck, I break the kiss and tear away from her.
Baffled, she lets her arms slide off, her eyes begging for an explanation.
Gently, I touch her face. My thumb tracing her swollen lips.
“You are so lost, Senna,” I say.
She looks at me, intrigued.
I nod softly.
“Yes, you are. But just because you’re lost doesn’t mean there is no way. You just have to find it.”
4
SENNA
His words sendfire through my senses, feeding my anger.
“I need to go,” I say curtly.
He looks at me, unfazed.
“Okay,” he murmurs.
Smiling, he tears his fingers away from me.
Without another word, I swing the door open and dash to the garage.
His voice thunders.
“Senna?”
I don’t stop.
His footsteps echo right behind me.
“Where are you going?” he throws at me.
Rushed, I snatch the keys from the panel and dart to my car.