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Bennett jerks his chin in my direction. His eyes are bright in the dim lighting, the fierce emotions within shining like diamonds. “She’s mine.”
“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.”
“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 that.” I flick my gaze to his. “What?” “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.”
“Do you want to hurt me?” “Sometimes.”
“I agree, Callie.” I sneak a glance at him. “No one’s ever called me that.” “And no one else ever will.”
She is mine. My reason for feeling alive. My reason for feeling enraged. My reason for feeling anything at all.
Most men are stupid, but not all of them are idiots.
“Now that I’ve caught you, I intend to keep you,
