“You don’t walk away from me.” He gripped my jaw, turning my face to the side. “You don’t sleep in another room. We had a deal.” His eyes were wild, but still so needy and mournful, tears pricked behind mine. “You broke our deal first.” I kissed him hard, not wanting excuses. This was madness, this thing between us. Reason had no place here. Dominic tipped my head back as far as it would go, drowning me with his lips and tongue. “You’re mine, Claire. Mine.” None of this made sense. We were done in five days. I wasn’t his, and he wasn’t mine. The boiling jealousy raging inside me wasn’t mine.
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