WAR OF HEARTS SNIPPET

“Has anyone ever told you what an asshole you are?”

As soon as my hand lands on his abs and the words leave my mouth, the playfulness disappears from his eyes and is replaced with heat. Before I know what’s happening, he’s in my space, staring down at me. “You’ve told me plenty,” rumbles out of his mouth, all gravelly and rough.

The mood between us shifts. I realise my hand is still pressed to his abs. I also realise I really freaking like it there and it seems he does too.

I stare up at him. It’s the first time in my life I’ve not known what to do with a guy. I’ve only ever flirted with guys my age and they’re all pretty predictable with what they want from me. They’re also predictable with how they’ll react in any given situation. Fury’s different. He’s older, and I don’t find him easy to read. Until tonight, he didn’t even appear to like me, let alone find me attractive.

I bite my lip as warmth floods my body. The way he’s looking at me is doing all kinds of crazy things to me, the least of it that warmth. “I don’t actually think you’re an asshole anymore. I mean, you definitely have asshole tendencies, but I, uh, I’m beginning to think there’s some good traits buried deep inside you.”

He rests his hands on the kitchen counter either side of me, bringing his body even closer to mine. “Is that so?”

“Yeah.” My voice is all breathy and that seems to affect him. His nostrils flare and his eyes leave mine to travel down my body. Oh God, I like having his eyes there. I like it a lot. “I now know you like kids, cats, and ducks. It makes me wonder what else you like.”

His eyes don’t return to mine straight away. He takes his time with my body. By the time he’s done, I feel all needy. I want to kiss him and touch him and have him in a way I’ve never wanted anyone. “It seems I like things I can’t have,” he murmurs.

“Oh.” It falls from my mouth before I can stop it.

What is happening here?

“Yeah, oh.” It’s a low growl.

I scrunch a handful of his shirt and pull my body to his. I’m not sure exactly what I plan to do next, but Fury takes charge and pushes off from the counter, taking a step back. “Fuck.” He rakes his fingers through his hair. “Fuck.” This time it’s a deeper growl.

I let go of his shirt. The moment is broken and I’m left with a whole lot of awkwardness. Fury seems less than impressed with what’s happened. In fact, he’s looking at me like he just made a big mistake. I don’t know what to do with the feeling that leaves me with so I turn back to the sink and reach for a dirty dish to wash. Maybe we can just pretend that never happened. I’m sure that’s what he wants to do.

“Zara,” he starts but stops.

Before he can say it, I say, “I’ll finish up here; you can go back to work.”

He’s silent for a beat. “Yeah, okay.”

I try to ignore my disappointment at the sound of his boots walking away. The fact I’m even feeling disappointed is just as confusing as what just happened. How the hell did I go from hating him to wanting nothing more than to kiss him?

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