ay my car was worth twenty-four
thousand dollars.”
“I would agree with you, but it’s about knowing your
market, whether you’re buying or selling. Some lunatic out
there wanted that death trap and was willing to pay that
amount of money. Apparently, it’s a classic. Ask Taylor if
you don’t believe me.”
I glower at him and he glowers back, two angry
stubborn fools glaring at each other.
And I feel it, the pull—the electricity between us—
tangible, drawing us together. Suddenly he grabs me and
pushes me up against the door, his mouth on mine,
claiming me hungrily, one hand on my behind pressing me
to his groin and the other in the nape of my hair, tugging
my head back. My fingers are in his hair, twisting hard,
holding him to me. He grinds his body into mine,
imprisoning me, his breathing ragged. I feel him. He wants
me, and I’m heady and reeling with excitement as I
acknowledge his need for me.
“Why, why do you defy me?” he mumbles between his
heated kisses.
heated kisses.
My blood sings in my veins. Will he always ha一ve this
effect on me? And I on him?
“Because I can.” I’m breathless. I feel rather than see
his smile against my neck, and he presses his forehead to
mine.
“Lord, I want to take you now, but I’m out of
condoms. I can never get enough of you. You’re a
maddening, maddening woman.”
“And you make me mad,” I whisper. “In every way.”
He shakes his head. “Come. Let’s go out for
breakfast. And I know a place you can get your hair cut.”
“Okay,” I acquiesce and just like that, our fight is over.
“I’ll get this.” I pick up the tab for breakfast before he
does.
He scowls at me.
“You ha一ve to be quick around here, Grey.”
“You’re right, I do,” he says sourly, though I think he’s
“You’re right, I do,” he says sourly, though I think he’s
teasing.
“Don’t look so cross. I’m twenty-four thousand dollars
richer than I was this morning. I can afford”—I glance at
the check—“twenty-two dollars and sixty-seven cents for
breakfast.”
“Thank you,” he says grudgingly. Oh, the sulky
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