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I step forward out of the empty office. My movement causes Hannah to raise her eyes. They widen when they meet mine, then the elevator doors slip shut. That’s right, Little Bunny, you can run, but I’m going to chase.
Maybe we can arrange a company game of dodgeball, and I can chuck something at his face. It’d make me feel better. And from the looks he was getting today, I don’t think I’d be the only one aiming for him.
Our bodies are already flush, but I still squeeze her tighter. Because for the first time in fifteen years, Hannah Utley spoke my name.
“Buckle up,” Maddox commands. “Okay, Mom,” I reply out of habit, even as I reach for the strap. “Not your mom,” Maddox growls before shutting my door. Protected by the tinted windshield, I watch him as he walks around the front of his car. He really is an incredible-looking man. The height. The build. The way he holds himself. Not my mom, indeed. Maddox is Daddy material.
“Tell me I can fill this pussy up, Hannah. Tell me I can take you raw.” I shouldn’t do that. I should just let her suck me off. But I can’t. I need her heat. “I’m on birth control.” Her whispered words are coarse. “You can take me bare, Maddox. You can fill me up.”
“You were fucking made for me,” he growls against my ear. “You were built to take all of me.”
We only spent one week together. Tuesday through Saturday. That was it. But that week left an impact on both of us. We were both hurt by the other. And we both tried to forget.
“I know how to take care of myself,” she tells me, one hand on the door. “I know you do, Babe. But let me do some of that caring too.”
“I’m never letting you go, Hannah Bunny.” He presses another soft kiss against me. “I hope you understand. I’m never letting you go.”
“Boys are the worst. Don’t trust any of them.” “Duh.”
“Little Bunny,” I whisper against her ear, making sure she hears me. “I am your boyfriend. And I’m the last one you’ll ever have.”
“You’ve been mine since that night in the library.” He pushes in an inch and pulls back out again. “You’ve been mine this whole fucking time.” He pushes in farther. “You got that, Babe? You’ve always fucking been mine.”
“I love you, Hannah Utley. And I don’t believe in curses.” I grip his arms tighter. “But I’d still do it. I’d still love you, even if it kills me because I don’t know any other way to live.”
“You kept a piece of me,” I tell her, with my lips against her neck. “You kept a piece of me all those years ago, and I didn’t realize it. I couldn’t figure out what was missing. But you just gave it back to me.” I lower her feet to the ground so I can look at her. “Your love makes me whole.”
