Page 48 of Dark Torment

“Honestly?” I ask, not knowing if he truly wants to hear it or not, but he nods. “I didn’t. I spent the entire night thinking about things,” I say.

“Anything in particular you’d like to ask me to clear your head a bit? Or to vent and get it off your chest?” He’s watching me with soft and loving eyes, and I can’t help but feel it.

“I was thinking about Grams,” I say, then shake my head. He probably doesn’t even know who she is.

“You were close,” he says it without question, and I narrow my eyes.

“Just how much spying on me have you done? And for how long?”

He winces a little before clearing his throat and moving to the coffee machine to distract himself. “A few weeks,” he says, and I stare at his back.

A few weeks. A few freaking weeks?! Now I’m irritable.

“So, you literally stalked me. That’s what you’re telling me?” I hiss, and he sighs before turning to look at me.

“Yes, that’s what I’m telling you. And no, I won’t apologize for it. If I hadn’t been watching you, or had state-of-the-art surveillance on you, you would be dead right now, Olivia. I will never apologize for keeping that sexy ass of yours safe,” he spits out, his body vibrating.

I should be afraid of how angry he looks, but I’m not. “Just how much state-of-the-art surveillance are we talking about, Jonathan? Because I felt like I was being watched every second of every damn day!” I holler, and his eyes widen in shock.

Yeah, I have a temper when I haven’t slept, and you know, PEOPLE ARE TRYING TO KILL ME!

He quickly composes himself and moves toward me, determination in every step. “Everything, sunflower. Cameras, motion sensors, audio. You name it, it’s installed in your house.”

Whoa, seriously? The freaking nerve of this man! “You’re joking.” I narrow my eyes, lifting my hand to poke his chest. “You’d better be joking, mister, or we’re going to have some serious issues,” I tell him, poking my finger into his chest as hard as I can as the anger and annoyance run through me.

He’s just admitted to witnessing me at my most vulnerable moments and not regretting it.

Because he was trying to keep you safe, Liv.

Well, frig him and the black horse he rode in on with his murderous behind. That is so not okay with me.

“If it helps, I didn’t have audio in the bathroom or the hallways,” he says a little sheepishly.

“Oh, that’s a huge help, thank you. NOT! You’ve seen me naked, Jonathan!” I squeak, my body feeling hot all over as his eyes roam me.

He licks his lips. “I did a few times. I could lie and say I went out of my way to avoid it, but you’re a damn siren, sunflower. I can’t avert my gaze when your luscious body is on display,” he croaks, palming his dick, and I feel heated.

How am I supposed to stay mad at him when he’s talking about just how sexy he finds me with a huge hard-on to prove it? That’s kryptonite for a girl like me who’s never had that kind of attention.

“You’re distracting me,” I groan, my eyes locked on his lips, and he scoffs.

“Good. Maybe now you’ll be on my level,” he rasps before his hand grips the back of my neck and pulls me into him.

His mouth crashes against mine in a kiss that’s so much harder than last night’s. His tongue sweeps along my bottom lip, and I open up for him, whimpering as he explores my mouth.

My body jerks out of its daze after a few moments, and I grip his shirt in my fists. Standing on my toes to give him better access, I am not disappointed when he deepens the kiss, owning me with every touch.

Dear Lord, this is delicious. How have I spent the last twenty-one years oblivious to these types of feelings coursing through my body?

Jonathan’s hands move down to cup my ass and he pulls me tight against his body, groaning as my tongue tentatively pushes into his mouth.

“Fucking Christ,” he mutters against my lips while he pushes his erection into my tummy.

I don’t know what to do. It’s like he’s everywhere and nowhere all at once, and I want nothing more than to feel his hands in the most intimate ways possible.

I whimper against him, rolling my body to press against his hardness, and he rips his mouth away.

We’re both breathing heavily as we come back to reality and take in what just happened. I stare up at him, desire pumping through my body, my core wetter than it’s ever been, and I want to do the dumbest thing to woman kind right now.

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