Page 2 of Forbidden Passion

“Dominik.”

“It’s nice to meet you,” she said.

He scowled. She could see why many people were afraid of him. With his eyes narrowed and his jaw clenched, she could tell he wasn’t happy.

“Lady, what the hell are you doing?” he asked.

She looked confused. “What do you mean?”

“Standing here talking to me,” he said.

Tessa blinked in confusion. “I … I wanted to meet you.”

“Why?”

“Because…” A thought popped into her head. “Do you have a girlfriend?”

“Fuck, no.”

“Are you gay?” she asked and fought not to smile.

“No.”

“Then what’s the problem with wanting to meet you?’ she asked.

“Because you belong on the other side of the room with the preppy guys.”

She frowned. “What do you mean by that?”

“Don’t waste your time with me.”

“Why?”

“Because we come from two different worlds,” he said. “Add to that the fact you’re small enough to put in my pocket.”

She would have laughed at that if she wasn’t so confused. “Why do you think we’re so different besides our sizes?”

“Jesus, woman. You look like a fucking angel, and I look like a monster.”

Her teeth snapped together. She hated the thought that he saw himself that way. “That’s bull … poo.”

He smirked. “It’s bullshit, Baby.”

The endearment made her want to smile. “All right. It’s bullshit.”

His scowl darkened. “You’re right. I don’t like you cursing.”

Her smile widened, and she took a small step forward to stand between his widespread legs, surprising him. “Okay.”

If anything, he looked angrier. “Don’t do that. I can’t tell you what to do.”

“What if I want you to have the right?” she asked.

She watched as several emotions skittered across his face before it went blank.

“Look, I think you’re cute and all, but…”

She felt her stomach tighten in dread. She wanted him to think she was pretty and maybe hot. “You think I’m cute?”

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