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The sexual siren inside me shriveled up like the poor souls in The Little Mermaid after striking a deal with the evil sea witch.
“That’s where you’re wrong.” I slowly brought my hand to her sex, gently cupping her warmth. “This is mine now, and I protect what’s mine.”
Bishop needed to understand that I wasn’t the pawn on his chessboard or even the king or queen. I was his opponent across the table.
“It’s good to keep a few aces up your sleeve. You never know when someone will try to catch you off guard.”
“Nothing about this thing between us is normal, Pip. I’ve never in my life met a woman who ran from me like you do.”
“My only intent is to give you what you want.”
“All I wanted was for you to give me a chance. You can still experience the world with me—anything out there, I’ll give it to you. All you have to do is ask,” he said fervently. “I think I can do that,” I whispered.
“Lucky for you, I’m Irish, and we’re used to our women being entirely too batshit crazy to control.”
“I’m not asking for forever yet, just that you’ll give me a chance. Give us a chance.” I leaned forward hesitantly and allowed my lips to ghost against his. “I
don’t want to push you away anymore. I don’t want it to be over.” “Whatever this is, kitten, it’s not the end. This is only the beginning.”
