Page 53 of Exes and Oh Hell No

He winks. “Semantics, baby. Either way, it ends with you being mine. So yes, actually, I can and I will. Watch me.”

Okay, I need a new tactic.

Preferably one that doesn’t involve me tying him to a chair and force-feeding him logic.

“I know there’s a reasonable man inside… whatever this is.”

He carries me inside, kicking the door shut behind him. “Are you sure about that? I’ve never been reasonable when it comes to you.”

I swallow hard, my head spinning.

Internally, I’m fucking screaming.

And yet, there’s a part of me, some depraved, masochistic part, that actuallylikesthis.

Some unhinged, traitorous voice whispering in my head.Why the fuck does being kidnapped by him feel like the hottest thing that’s ever happened to me?

Maybe his insanity is rubbing off on me.

He keeps going, heading for the stairs.

“W-What are you d-doing?” My voice wobbles, my mouth suddenly dry as I stare at his profile.

He doesn’t hesitate.

Doesn’t break his stride.

He carries me straight to his room.

“We have time alone…” His voice is low, rough, and full of promise. His grip tightens possessively around me. “And I have plenty of ideas on how to fill it.”

Oh, shit.

If he touches me again, I’m done for.

I’ll lose my mind and my last shred of self-control.

I’ll agree toanythinghe wants.

And he damn well knows it.

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FORD

Itoss her onto my bed, a wide smirk curling my lips.

Spinning around, I lock the door.

I want uninterrupted time with my future bride.

No chance for Gram or Connor to interfere if they come home.

Not that I expect them to.

Both were fully onboard when I told them I was going to get Harper.

They saw the feral look in my eyes, and I saw the look they exchanged.

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