Page 113 of Salvage Him

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"Harrison," Iwhispered.

"And now you're covering yourself.” He pointed. “I don'tunderstand."

My hands dropped. I scooted off the table and headed toward the bed to find myclothes.

My mind raced. My heart thumped in my chest. He wanted to know what happened, and I wasn't quite sure myself. The punishment did exactly what it was meant to do. I was sorry for the things I put him through. Sorry I had hurt him. My tears were cleansing, and his punishment made me feel my actions mattered to someone besides myself. And I wanted him so bad. When he was inside me, it felt so good, soright.

And then itdidn't.

"Kitten,” hewhispered.

I saw red. I spunaround.

"Don't call me that," Iyelled.

"Call you what?" he asked. "Kitten?"

"Stop." My chesttightened.

"Whynot?"

"Never mind." I spit the words at him and shook my head. My heart thumped inmyears.

"What about bitch?" He grunted. "That moreappropriate?"

I rolled my eyes and shookmyhead.

He stompedtowardme.

I turned in his direction before he grunted and tackled me. The impact threw me onto the bed. It knocked the wind outofme.

I struggle and fought back, punching andkicking.

He wasn't fighting me. He held me and withstood myblows.

When I was too exhausted to move, I stopped. My hands dropped to my side. I tried to catch mybreath.

"Calm down, sweets." He wrapped his arms around me and pulled meclose.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pressed my ear against his chest. His heart raced alongwithmine.

I listened to his heartbeat, willing it toslowdown.

"Did you just call me a bitch?" I spoke into hischest.

He loosenedhisgrip.

I looked up intohiseyes.

"Brooklyn?" He touched my face. With one utterance of my name, I wanted to comeclean.

"God, this is so stupid,"Isaid.

"If it’s something that makes you react like that, it's not stupid." He ran his hand down my neck and rested it betweenmytits.

"We don't have to get into all my little issues in one night. Let's save some for the second date." Ismirked.

I leaned away from his scowling face, but he wouldn't let megetfar.

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