While this one was sweet, mine had been sweetly seductive.A pang ripped through my battered heart.
I looked around the store and circled back to the tray of samples.
“Try this,” Kian murmured, holding a shiny chocolate heart to my mouth.
I knew by looking it was going to be good.
My eyes flickered up to meet soft hazel eyes that swept the sadness away.
I smiled then parted my lips to take it.
He dipped closer, his gaze dropping to my mouth.The corner of his lips twitched as his fingers grazed my lips.
Chewing slowly, I hummed around the decadent explosion of cocoa.
“It’s good?”His voice deepened.
I stared up at him, my vocal cords failing me.
He swallowed, his eyes on my mouth as he stepped closer.“You want more?”
The heat between us flared.
I cleared my throat and stepped back, my voice hoarse.“Later.”
He stuffed his hands in his front pockets and pinned me with his gaze.“One day I’m going to cash in on that, Bridget,” he muttered darkly.
My eyes widened and flew up to meet his.“I thought you weren’t—”
He nodded tightly.“So did I.”
12
Ambidextrous
Acidchurnedinmystomach, and my cell phone nearly tumbled from my trembling grasp.
How could he have this much power over me?Still?
Standing in my towel, fresh from the shower, I wanted nothing more than to get back in as if the hot water could rinse away my fear and hatred.
Though the summer sun shone brightly, I stood shivering, looking down at messages that were already burned into my brain.
Unknown Number:I saw you in Mistlevale yesterday, but you were too wrapped up in your new boyfriend to notice me.The fucking ink is barely dry, Bridget.Never known a woman who’s so fucking needy.
Unknown Number:You’re like a bitch in heat.
Unknown Number:I bet you’re wondering what I was doing in Mistlevale.
Unknown Number:You know that cute little chocolate shoppe you spent so much time in?I own half of it.
Unknown Number:Apparently, chocolate is a good investment.Who would have known?
I yelped as it buzzed in my hand with a final jab, this one hitting home.
Unknown Number:By the way, Jakey wants to know why his ‘mommy’ never calls.
My knees turned to jelly a second before my ass hit the bed.I tossed the phone aside and covered my face with my hands.