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“You need me. Not this fucking job or anything else,” he says. “Now, get in the car before I carry you.” “Please, just wait a second. I need to think.” “I’ve already thought about it. In fact, I’ve thought of nothing else.”
I’m drowning in him, without the promise of sweet relief in either deliverance or death. “Don’t try to run,” he says, staring into my eyes. “I can see you want to, but don’t.” “Why?” “I will always chase you.”
“Stop looking at me like you want my hands on your body.” He inhales as if to keep a hold on himself, his knuckles turning white as he grips the steering wheel. “If I touch you, I won’t ever stop.”
My reason for feeling alive. My reason for feeling enraged. My reason for feeling anything at all.
Hayden took up permanent residence in my mind that day, and I’m ashamed to admit that he never left. It’s more accurate to say that I never got rid of him.
imagined. Her body is a temple I want to be inside and worship until the rapture comes. Then I’ll go straight to hell.
“Dreaming of me?” I whisper. “You better fucking be.”
“Josephine, this is Miss Green,” he says, gesturing to me. “She is a person of great interest to me and should be shown the ultimate respect at all times. Whenever she requests to speak to me, you will contact me immediately and put all of my other plans on hold. There’s nothing and no one more important than her. Understood?”
It’s been too long since I’ve had her look at me. Since I’ve heard her voice. If I could survive on those things alone, I’d never want for anything else.
This woman seduces me at night and amuses me in the day. So unique. So mine.
She has no idea that I would give her the millions of dollars I own if it meant getting to know everything about her.
“Don’t stop,” he whispers, his lips brushing my skin. “I need more.”
Calista Green has given me permission to take. To consume. To own. How can I resist? I. Can’t.
I can feel the shift in Hayden. In our dynamic. It’s like a living thing, breathing in and out, giving and taking.
I told Hayden he could take whatever he needed from me, and I meant it. If he only knew the things I’d be willing to give him…
“You never cease to amaze me. After everything, you should want blood… yet your heart remains pure.” I shrug. “I’m still grieving and angry about his death. I’m not perfect.” “I disagree.”
