Page 53 of Kiss the Villain

He doesn’t like that. If I were reaching, I’d say he cares about my approval.

Now that I think about it, he gets really offended when I insult him, but I believe that’d be his reaction to anyone insulting his looks or intelligence.

Carson doesn’t have the ability to doubt himself. If he thinks he’s better than anyone else, that’s that. So it can’t be that he thinks my words are correct, but maybe it’s that he doesn’t likemeto say them?

Why?

His cool voice mixes with the breeze. “I thought you were a law professor, not a psychology professor.”

“I don’t need a degree.” I stare up at him. “That fire. That need to hurt and maim? I had it, too. But I rose above it.”

Dirt crunches beneath his feet as he shifts, caught off guard, maybe.

And my dick twitches.

Fuck. Why do I love being the reason he stumbles?

I’m starting to get addicted.

I want more of these unmasked reactions and his raw body language.

More.

Fuckingmore.

“That’s right, little monster.” I let my lips pull into a smile. “We’re the same, you and I. Whatever humans are made of, you and I share that form.”

“I share nothing with you.” His voice is quieter, but he steps away, removing the arrow that drips with my blood. “Just get the fuck out of my life.”

Then he turns around, probably to keep playing hunt or, worse, to protectCherry.

His first mistake was turning his back on me.

The second was making me watch that scene from earlier.

I get up and run after him, the adrenaline suppressing the pain caused by the rubber arrows and the graze on my chest.

To his credit, Carson starts to turn around and lifts his bow, but it’s too late.

I grab the back of his neck and slam him against the tree, and then whisper in his ear, “You really should’ve killed me when you had the chance,baby.”

And then I bite the lobe that blonde was sucking on.Hard.

9

GARETH

Kayden is right. I should’vekilledhim.

Why didn’t I do that, again?

Because I can’t prove him right. I can’t allow him to confirm any of the theories he has about me.

Nothim, of all fucking people.

But that ended up with me against a tree. Trapped under him again.

Beingtouchedby him again.

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