“Cat’s already out of the bag. You can’t hide from me anymore.” “I take it all back! I was lying!” That infuriates him. With a snarl that’s more than a little scary, he makes me look at him, his hand gripped around my jaw. “Bollocks. You were telling the truth, maybe for the first fucking time. Weren’t you?” When I don’t respond, he insists, “Weren’t you?” Shaking all over, I close my eyes and whisper, “Stop. Please. This was a mistake.” “No, lass, it wasn’t. I’m betting this is the first real thing either of us has had.”
