Page 62 of I Am Sin

“Don’t start something you’re not going to finish,” he snarls.

Chills skitter over my spine.

This is my get-out-of-jail-free card.

My chance to escape.

He’ll be gone by morning—or so he says—and I’ll never have to lay eyes on him again.

Until, of course, the band plays at one of my family’s gatherings on the western slope.

Fuck.

I’ll never be free of Dragon.

And what drives me even crazier?

At this moment, I don’twantto be free of him.

“I’m waiting for your answer,” he says, his voice low and husky.

I blink several times. “You didn’t ask a question. You made a demand of me. You demanded that I not start something that I don’t intend to finish.” I close the distance between us so that there are no more than a few inches between our mouths. “I finisheverythingI start, Dragon. ButIdidn’t start this. You did.”

“That’s where you’re wrong,” he growls. “I may have kissed you first, but I stopped. The second kiss? That was all you.”

I can’t deny his words. Can’t deny them because they’re the God’s honest truth.

“So tell me, Diana,” he continues. “What is it that you’re looking for tonight? Are you horny? Did Antonio not fulfill your needs?”

Before I can stop myself, my hand flies up, and I slap him across the face.

“Antonio is a gentleman. We didn’t do anything. I wasn’t looking for…”

He meets my gaze, his cheek beginning to redden. “You’re looking for what then, Diana? A breath-catching make-out session? Some long, slow, and languid lovemaking?” His face darkens. “Because if any of that is what you’re looking for, you won’t find it with me.”

“Won’t I?”

He runs a finger from my neck down to the tips of my thumb, nearly making me collapse to the floor. “I can only take you into hell, Diana. You won’t get hearts and flowers from me.”

I draw in a breath. “Maybe I don’t want hearts and flowers.”

“Are you sure you want a visit from an honest-to-God demon?”

I step backward, my breath pitching. My heart is already stampeding, but it nearly stops at his words.

He takes a step toward me, closing the distance between us. “Because that’s what you’ll get with me. I can satisfy you. I can make your body hum with desire.” He takes another step. “But you won’t get hearts and flowers. You won’t get love, Diana.” One final step. He’s less than an inch away from me. “You’ll only get lust and wrath…and a little bit of gluttony.”

I raise an eyebrow. “What about sloth? Which other deadly sins are you ready to give me?”

“I don’t have to give you any sins,” he says. “Because Iamsin, Diana. I am darkness. I live in hell on earth, and that’s where I’ll take you.”

Goose bumps take over my flesh until I’m convinced I’m an icicle. An icicle with a heated core.

Do I really think Dragon is hell on earth?

No.

But do I thinkhethinks it?

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