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He started inching his truck forward to keep up with me. “Get in the truck, Hayley.”

Nope. I was on a mission to get home.

When his truck moved forward faster, I was glad that he was finally leaving me the fuck alone.

Except he wasn’t.

He pulled the truck into an open parking spot and got out of it. It was still running and he left the door open, but I was going to do my damnedest to get past him without having to look at him again.

I didn’t want him to see the tears streaming down my cheeks.

But I didn’t have a choice. When he stood right in front of me, I said, “Leave me alone.”

“No. Not like this.”

Before I could even process what was happening, his lips touched mine. But, unlike the kiss at his house a week before, it felt like he wasn’t holding anything back. Passion, emotion, and everything inside him seemed to be focused in that kiss.

As his tongue explored my mouth, I didn’t feel the cold anymore. Instead, my entire body grew warm with desire as all the negative tension left my muscles, only to be replaced by tension of another kind.

Still, I didn’t believe this. I couldn’t trust Wolf with my emotions anymore and that made it hard for me to enjoy the kiss like I should have. My hands stayed pressed against his chest and part of me wished this moment would never end.

When it did, though, Wolf pressed his nose against mine. “Nowwould you get in the truck?”

My hackles were up and I debated with myself—but the words were out of my mouth before I could stop them. “Only if you tell me you didn’t kiss me just to get me in there.”

He laughed. “No. I…just couldn’t deny you anymore.”

What did that even mean?

I got in the passenger side of his truck and he shut the door before getting in on his side. I was trying to figure out where we would go from here or if tomorrow would be the same old bullshit.

I expected the latter.

When he drove me to my apartment a few blocks away, I knew for certain. But he got out of the truck and walked me to the main door, putting his arm around my shoulders.

I knew I shouldn’t get my hopes up.

“Good night, songbird. Sleep well.”

I searched his eyes in the dim light shining from the front of the building, trying to read his mind. But he kissed me again and this time, I couldn’t resist. I wrapped my arms around his neck, refraining from touching him any more than that…because this was all probably just an illusion.

A little token to assuage his guilt. And there was plenty of evidence to support that theory.

But he kept kissing me enough that my body continued responding. My heart was beating faster and my pussy was growing wet. When his lips left mine, I grew bold, forgetting all the lessons I’d learned with this man. “Do you want to come up to my room?”

Touching his forehead to mine, he said, “I would love nothing more. But not tonight. We need to talk first.”

Oh, Jesus.

He saw it on my face even though I hadn’t said a word. “I’m not denying you anymore, Hayley. Just not here…and not tonight.”

I thought some of demanding he take me to his place…but I knew deep down that this was the same shit all over again. Wolf simply couldn’t commit—not even to just having a little fun. So I said, “Okay. Good night.”

At least I didn’t cry myself to sleep.

CHAPTER 26

The next day at rehearsal, Wolf talked to me while the other guys continued tuning their instruments. Damn it. He was so fucking good looking, it was hard not to think of him as just a friend anymore.

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