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I glanced up to see her frowning, but she seemed more confused than anything.

“Why are you trying so hard?”

“I don’t know. I just want to.” The answer came out of my mouth before I realized what I was even saying and I could feel my face shift into a shocked expression.

Shit, I was losing my mind and I didn’t know how to stop it.

At least Frankie looked just as shocked as I was.

“You know I’m fully capable of taking care of myself, right?” She tilted her head to the side and studied me like she found me weirdly fascinating, but not enough to really bother with.

“I know,” I admitted, yanking the towel out of her hands again instead of leaving like I should.

This whole thing was pissing me off and the only thing that had calmed me down earlier was drying her hair, so I was going to do that. She could bitch and complain about it, but I didn’t care.

I’d pretend like the cab was here once I had my shit together and then just walk home or something. I didn’t want her to know just how fucking ridiculous and clingy I was actually being right now.

“Are you aware that you’re pumping out your pheromones?”

No, I wasn’t.

I dropped down on the couch beside her and tried to reel it back in, but her scent was making it impossible. “I should go.”

But Frankie wrapped her arms around my neck and pulled herself up and into my lap, straddling my hips.

What thefuckwas she doing?

Her expression was warm and her smile soft, but the look in her eyes was anything but. She stared at me with a cold, calculating look before shifting her weight just so.

The heat of her against me made me clench my jaw and I grabbed her hips, stopping her before she could grind against me.

If she did…I didn’t think I could stop myself from getting a taste of her, and she certainly didn’t seem to be in the right state of mind to deal with me when I was like that.

“You’ve been like this since earlier.” Her breath tickled my face and my grip on her hips tightened against my will. “Why are you acting like I can’t do a single thing on my own? Did my momentary weakness make you think you could do whatever you want?”

Her pheromones curled around me, smelling like lavender and honey with a hint of citrus. She was pissed off but I couldn’t focus on that when she smelled so sweet.

Sweet enough to make my teeth ache.

I wanted to sink them into her skin just to see if she tasted as good as she smelled.

“I asked you a question,Soren.”

Dammit. She wasn’t just pissed at me, she was furious.

CHAPTER 29

Soren

This was my fault.I never should have put my hands on her, but it was too late now. It wasn’t like I could go back in time.

“I…”

Frankie watched me with those insanely bright blue eyes and I lost track of what I was going to say.

“I can’t help myself,” I admitted, turning my head slightly to brush my lips against her cheek. “I don’t know why. I just…need to touch you.”

Then I yanked her hips toward me, pressing her right up against my hard length.

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