Page 167 of Poison Aches

“I would easily shed every responsibility on my shoulders and rescue you if you ever needed it,” he suddenly says in a sexy, rugged deep voice that makes me freeze. “You are worth the lives of countless men.”

OMG.

What did he just say?

And the way he’s looking at me…

“That’s not going to work,” I mutter suddenly.

“What?” he frowns.

“That.” I point at his face. “Putting your charm on, flirting with me, and saying all that just so I pick you as the next boss like your grandfather said.”

“Ahh, so you will go through with your parents’ commands.”

“No, that’s not what I meant.”

“But I mean every word I just said, believe it or not,” Vaughn says, still staring at me intently. “I’d shed every responsibility if it meant I got tohaveyou.”

The atmosphere changes.

I almost start shifting in my seat, so I clench my fists around the edge of the leather seat.

Vaughn holds my gaze the entire time, as if he wants me to see…everything.

Is he saying he doesn’t care at all about being the next boss? That he’d give all that up…for me?

Jesus, this man is scandalous.

“Do you want to know the first thought I had when you crashed into me when I caught you eavesdropping?”

“I wasn’t eavesdropping.”

“Sure, we’ll be telling that tale to the end of time,” he says with an infectious smile.

“Is God finally coming through for me by giving me you?”

“What?” I croak.

“That’s what I thought.”

Holy God. Who is this man?

“You’re so fucking beautiful, it hurts,” he whispers in the silence of the car cruising down the highway back to the city.

“So is my twin sister.”

“I never noticed.”

I almost gasp.

“You’re very direct,” I mutter, clearing my throat. “I guess it’s a family trait.”

“Now I’m curious.” Vaughn smiles.

“Curious about what?”

“What else my cousin and I have in common through your eyes.”

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