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the intent to leave but had stopped herself.
    “I want to please him and I want him to care about me! Why can’t I tell him that?” She hugged her knees to her chest. “Maybe I should write down how I feel.”
    Matthews came home a few minutes later in a much calmer mood. He rummaged for something in the kitchen, then returned and handed Devon a menu to one of her favorite restaurants. “Do you like Chinese food?”
    “Yes, but I’m boring and always order chicken lo mien and sweet and sour pork.” Devon’s eyes roamed over his body and she flushed. Why can’t I stop thinking about his hands all over me?
    “When you project your thoughts, I hear them like you’re shouting.” He took the menu from her and moved to the kitchen.
    “Great! You know when I’m aroused and you can hear my deepest, darkest thoughts.” She felt her face flush again. “Is there anything else you care to tell me?”
    “I try not to poke around your thoughts but sometimes it happens. I really didn’t mean to hurt you earlier.”
    “I get it, but I don’t want you to read them like that again.” Devon looked down to study the strings in the throw blanket. Being in his house made her want to do bad things to him and now he knew it.
    “There is no entertainment value in it for me, so don’t give me a reason to need to.”
    “I’d kill for a beer right now.” She heard him open the fridge and grab glasses. Devon accepted the drink he handed to her just seconds later but tasted only sugar.
    “You can’t always have what you want.” Matthews leaned down and ran his finger over her neck.
    “If I had a beer I could.” She swallowed hard as her pulse went crazy under his touch.
    “Don’t tease me.” He pressed his lips down where his fingers were. “You won’t like how I tease back.”
    Damn him! All she could think about now was how it would feel to have his teeth sink into her flesh.
    “I wouldn’t voice your fantasy either.” He warned and shot her a look to punctuate it as he pulled away.
    “Then why the hell did you just get all acquainted with my neck?” Devon shook her head. “I’m not the one who… oh…” Matthews licked a long line from the bottom of her ear down to the hollow of her collarbone and made her anger dissipate immediately.
    “What I just did is getting friendly, ‘cause honey, acquainted is a whole new level.”
    “I’d like to get acquainted then.” Her eyes widened as he nipped once then straightened. “That wasn’t what I meant.”
    “No, but you’re also not at one-hundred percent right now. If you’re serious, then we’ll see after you feel better.”
    “Okay, fine. Anyway, I should go after dinner.” She rubbed the back of her neck and tried to think of something else to say.
    “I’m concerned about your access to alcohol, but I’m not keeping you prisoner.”
    The doorbell rang two quick times in succession to indicate the food had arrived and he went to answer it.
    When he returned, she smiled. “Wow. You must have some pull at parties.” Most of the local places delivered quickly to campus, but this was impressive. She let out a breath but said no more. His mood seemed improved and she didn’t want to get him going again.
    “I can be quite demanding.” He pulled the containers out of a brown paper bag and set each one down.
    “I didn’t eat before because I didn’t want to ransack your cabinets.” She reached for the chicken lo mien and a set of chopsticks. Her mind drifted back to the races her dad used to start. They would have crazy chopstick nights, no matter what they were eating. Devon recalled her mom once served them chicken noodle soup, which turned into a huge mess, but the three of them had giggled for an hour.
    “I assure you my kitchen is boring,” he remarked, bringing her thoughts back to the present.
    “I bet I could make it more interesting.”
    “How so? Fine china? Mood lighting?” Matthews fixed his bowl, then sank down into the large