you can damn well do the same. What the hell happened to you?”
She tightened her lips, refusing to answer him.
“Come on, Maddie. Give me something.”
He didn’t move, and she thought he might stand there all night if she didn’t answer him.
“Something?” She rose up and pressed her lips softly against his. That should distract him.
Gabe froze, just for a second. That was the only chance he gave her. Her last chance to escape before his arms wrapped around her and he hauled her against his chest. One hand gripped her back. The other wrapped around the nape of her neck, holding her to him.
He groaned into her mouth, a desperate sound of pure need.
Maddie pressed her hands against his chest, but when she should have pushed him away she dug her fingers into the hard muscles, fighting the desire to claw his shirt from his body and feel his hot skin.
His tongue stroked hers, sliding deeper into her mouth, and she met him every step of the way. His touch was a flame against dry tinder. Under his hands, she ignited.
Gabe’s lips slid to her jaw. His touch slowed and his body tensed, as if even that much restraint pained him. “Tell me what you want.”
Her breath came out in pants as she tried to find words. Gabe moved his lips to her ear, holding the lobe gently between his teeth. “What do you want, Maddie?” he asked again.
She wanted him to drag her into the house and throw her on the couch. She wanted his body on her, inside her, moving fast until she forgot everything. Forgot who she was, and forgot what she needed to be.
Forget everything she’d worked so hard to become.
Maddie whimpered and stumbled backwards. Gabe let her go, though his eyes were full of questions.
She didn’t want to push him away, but she had to. Gabe might be the most dangerous man she knew, and not because of his past. Because of hers—and the way he could send her right back there.
“I want dependable,” she told him. “This was a mistake. I have a date with Declan on Saturday. He’s what I want.”
She ran into the house before he could protest, wanting to crawl into bed and lock the door before he could say something to make her change her mind. It would take so little.
It took a long time to fall asleep. Her hands kept straying between her legs, desperate to relieve the ache caused by Gabe’s kiss but afraid he’d hear every moan through the thin walls. After an hour, she finally she gave in to the need, biting her pillow as she came hard to thoughts of Gabe fucking her from behind, his hands gripping her hips while he took her fast, the same hunger that fueled his kisses being spent inside her.
It was only as she finally drifted off, relieved if not satisfied, that she remembered her last words to Gabe. She should probably let Declan know he was taking her to the Winter Blues Ball.
Chapter Seven
G abe couldn’t remember the last time a day went by so slowly. Even in prison, the days hadn’t dragged like these did.
Jared finally deigned to turn up at the office. Gabe tried to avoid him, a plan that failed when Bree picked up both their keys and dropped his off at the dock.
For years, Gabe had longed for a place to call his own, and now that he finally had one, he didn’t want to go home. He knew he’d spend the night imagining how Maddie was celebrating her newfound solitude. Was she inviting that blond catalog model over? Would he help her break in the house, one room at a time? The image of Declan’s hands on her body gnawed at him.
It was Maddie’s last day, and she studiously avoided his gaze. She seemed determined to catch up on her work before moving to Oliver’s office on Monday, and the paperwork kept her so busy she barely looked up from her desk. When she took phone calls, she spun her chair to face the wall.
Whenever he glanced at her, all he could think of was their kiss. She’d responded so fast he’d practically felt heat fly through her, until she was nothing but fire in his arms.
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