Page 103 of Divine Obsession

I took in his new appearance. He was still him, but…

He was different now.

The last time I saw him, he was big. Now, he washuge.

The last time I saw him, he was handsome. Now, he was all sex and…man.

The last time I saw him, he was intimidating. Now, he was short of terrifying.

“Something wrong?” Sarcasm laced his voice.

It was different now. Deeper. Scarier.

When he fully turned to face me, and his eyes flickered over my body, I finally realized I was naked in front of the bastard. With the big, overhead light on, everything was on display.

My cheeks burned pink as I wrapped my arms around myself.

The painful ache between my legs intensified, reminding me that I didn’t get to come. It only made me hyperaware of myobviously slick thighs. Or Trevor’s spit slowly slipping down the inside of one of my thighs like torture.

By the dark smirk on his face, I knew he could see it too.

“You can’t be serious.”

“Missed me?” Trevor cocked his head, faking innocence.

I bit on my back teeth when I felt my eyes burn. This was beyond fucked up. “You need psychiatric help.”

An amused breath escaped him as he took a couple steps forward. “Maybe.”

Tears gathered in my eyes, and I knew he could see them.

“Why are you crying? Not happy to see me?”

“I would’venevereven looked in your direction if I knew it was you.”

“That so?” His jaw ticked with tension.

I’d been too disorientated until that moment, to realize he was heading straight for me. My heart thumped uncontrollably in my chest as I rushed to the door.

There was a party down the hall, but I was a thousand times more scared of being alone with Trevor than walking out there naked.

This thing between us… It wasstrong. Intense. Crazy. Fucked-up.

Large hands slammed into the door before I could yank it open. One on each side of my body, and I felt him step into me, caging me in. His suit brushed against the naked skin of my back, goosebumps ghosting over me.

“That why you were begging me to touch you?”

My voice shook. “I didn’t know it was you…”

One of his hands snaked around my front, before sliding up and wrapping around my neck. A violent shiver rolled through me when he pulled me into him, his head dipping close to my ear.

“You really want me to believe you hadnoidea it was me?”

The one-in-a-million chance had crossed my mind.

I would never admit that the reason I’d been into ‘the stranger’ earlier tonight was because he somehow reminded me of Trevor. It was embarrassing. Sad.Pathetic.

At the bar, there’d been a warmth and safety to him.

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