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"Possessive."

"Which also means...jealous."

"Damn you."

All I can do is look at him this time, and not just because our rapid exchange of words has me temporarily out of breath.

I'm dying, self.

And it's all because of the way he's said those words. It's almost like he's telling me...

I love you.

Tiger-gold eyes narrow at me. "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Because I think you're in love with me.

That's really what I think.

What I feel.

But since I also know it's too early to drop that kind of bomb—-

"Because it's my first time to have a man jealous over me."

It's the truth, but not quite the truth either.

Mr. Mine studies me broodingly. "So youweretrying to make me jealous."

"I wasn't—-"

"It doesn't matter."

"But I really wasn't—-"

"I'll make sure to take the necessary steps so you will have no reason to make me feel jealous again."

I know I should insist on clarifying that I truly wasn't trying to make him jealous, but his words have me successfully distracted. "Steps?What kind of steps?"

His tiger-gold eyes gleam, and I realize too late I've fallen for his trap.

"To start with...I'll take you up to my suite."

Holy—-

"Remove your clothes."

Holy—

"And make you cum again and again until you understand thatyouare the only woman I'm craving for."

Holy fuck-a-poley.

Chapter Six

If I ever needed more proof that this man is out of my league, then those words are it.

Tread carefully, self.

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