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.“Yeah,” she lied defiantly.“Good.Because now we’re going to act like adults—““Don’t you dare talk down to me like that!”He held up his hands in surrender.“Okay.I’m sorry.”She wanted to laugh at what a coward he was.Hell, she was grinning just out of sheer awe.Why would he never fight back?“The thing is, Zoey, like I said, that’s my family in there.She is my sister.Has been for years.And I love my niece and nephew more than you seem to understand.So…find some way to come to terms with that, okay?”“You can’t come over here anytime you damn well please.It’s my house, and I don’t want you here.”His fists actually clenched before he forced them to relax.She sighed.“I guess if you call first or wait until I’m gone—““God, Zoey, you’re such a bitch!”There it was.He closed his eyes and took some calming breaths.“No, don’t stop,” she said.“What else you got for me?”He opened his eyes, and, for the first time ever, there was fire in them.He stepped toward her and pointed at her.“Here’s how it’s going to be.I’m going to visit my sister and her kids whenever.The fuck.I want.And you’re going to keep your goddamn mouth shut about how much you hate me, especially around those kids.You’ve got no right badmouthing me where they can hear.You understand all that?”She pressed her lips together to keep from grinning.“Yeah, I understand.”He stepped back, the fire in his eyes replaced by stunned confusion.He blew out a breath and rubbed the back of his neck.“I’m sorry to have to talk to you like that, but you’ve left me no choice.”She did laugh, then.She couldn’t help herself.“What’s next, Kellen? Are you gonna spank me and send me to bed?”He actually blushed.She stopped laughing and arched her brow.“Is that what you want, Kellen? To spank me?” She was possessed of the desire to flirt.Like a warrior who’d finally met her match on the field of battle, she found a kinship with her enemy, and, in her case, a sudden and exciting attraction.Kellen, however, paled.“I’d never hit a woman.”It was ice water to her spirit.She felt awful for forgetting Maya’s situation like that.She straightened her posture and expression.“I’m sorry.I was just teasing you.It was completely inappropriate.I have a problem with my brain-to-mouth filter.”“I’ve noticed.”She bit back a smile.“I prefer you honest, just so you know.”“I’m not overly concerned with what you prefer right now, Zoey.”She closed her eyes.“Mmm.Just like that.” She grinned and winked at him.At last he relaxed, smiling, blushing, and looking down at his feet.“I’m going home.Just…stay away from the house and from Damon, okay? I’d hate it if you got—”“Hurt?” She lifted the hem of her shirt, again, flashing her little Ruger.“Arrested,” he finished.“Psh.Please, I’ve got a license.”“To carry, not to kill.Be careful, okay?”She nodded.“I will.But tell your brother,” She drew her gun and held it in a grip pointed down in front of her and, in her best Dirty Harry voice said, “‘when an adult male is chasing a female with intent to commit rape, I shoot the bastard.That’s my policy.’”“Jesus, Zoey.You’re quoting Clint Eastwood now?”“‘Do ya feel lucky? Punk?’”“You’re certifiably insane,” he laughed.She tucked her pistol back in its holster.“I guess that’s why Elliot at the gun store wouldn’t sell me a.44 Magnum.”“We can all thank God for that.So, I’m thinking it’s weird that you’ve not only seen, but can quote, Dirty Harry.”“They play old movies on television.I’ve watched everything Clint Eastwood is in.I have this weird mix of feelings.Sometimes I wish he was my father.Sometimes I wish I could marry him.And sometimes I just wish I could be as badass as his characters.” She shrugged and holstered her gun.Zoey looked up and made eye contact.Suddenly there was a long, uncomfortable silence.At last he cocked his head, his smile still in place, but his eyes narrowing a little.“Did we just have a friendly interchange?”She stiffened.My God, he was right.They’d been friendly with each other.Eww.“No,” she said defensively.“Get off my property, Kellen.”He ducked down and looked in her eyes.“You just showed me your soft side, Zoey.I’m not afraid of you anymore.” And then the bastard tapped her on the nose, turned, and left.She stormed inside, and Addy immediately asked, “What did he do this time?”“Nothing,” Zoey said.“I just don’t like him.”CHAPTER FIVE“Is the lamb good?” he asked.Celeste was quietly nibbling on her dinner across the table from him.He’d wanted to take her some place nice—some place where they wouldn’t run into anyone they knew, so he’d driven her into the city to an Italian restaurant on The Hill.She smiled sweetly.“It’s very good.”Everything about her was sweet.She was petite and soft around the edges.She always blushed a little when she smiled, and she smiled a lot.Best of all, she said nice things to him.She didn’t curse at him or hate him for no reason at all.“What do you wanna do after this?” he asked, gazing at her.He’d forgotten all about his own dinner.She shrugged.“I don’t know.I haven’t been to the city since I was a little girl.What is there?”“Museums, theaters…hotels.”She reddened and ducked her head so low he couldn’t see her expression.He suspected she was grinning and trying to think of something clever to say, until he saw her shoulders shaking.Her hands went to her face and a sob escaped her lips.Kellen hurried to offer comfort, but when he touched her, she flinched away.“I’m so sorry,” he said.“I shouldn’t have come on to you like that.I didn’t mean it.This is only our sixth date, so—““It’s just I haven’t been with anyone since Chris,” she sobbed loudly.Too loudly.Who knew such a little person could cry so hard.He glanced around the room and offered a reassuring smile to the gawkers.“I completely understand.Just forget I said—““I’m still in love with him!” she cried unabated.“It’s okay, Celeste, this is just a date, it’s not—““I want to have sex.I want it so bad, but I can’t get him out of my head!”Kellen pressed his lips together.He moved to her side of the booth to give her some privacy from the room, and to give himself some.This was one of the more humiliating dates he’d been on in his life.Not the most humiliating, unfortunately, but close.“I’m so sorry!” she bawled at the top of her lungs.She threw her arms around his neck and clung to him, drenching the front of his shirt with her tears [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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