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Chapters (29)
  1. Sebring
  2. Prologue
  3. Chapter One
  4. Chapter Two
  5. Chapter Three
  6. Chapter Four
  7. Chapter Five
  8. Chapter Six
  9. Chapter Seven
  10. Chapter Eight
  11. Chapter Nine
  12. Chapter Ten
  13. Chapter Eleven
  14. Chapter Twelve
  15. Chapter Thirteen
  16. Chapter Fourteen
  17. Chapter Fifteen
  18. Chapter Sixteen
  19. Chapter Seventeen
  20. Chapter Eighteen
  21. Chapter Nineteen
  22. Chapter Twenty
  23. Chapter Twenty-One
  24. Chapter Twenty-Two
  25. Chapter Twenty-Three
  26. Chapter Twenty-Four
  27. Chapter Twenty-Five
  28. Epilogue
  29. About the Author

“What’s done?” he shot back. “You bein’ pissy I’m askin’ pertinent questions after you strut in here tellin’ me some guy wants to fuck you and you made a date with him while you’re fuckin’ me and doin’ it takin’ me ungloved? Or somethin’ else.”

“We’re done,” she retorted sharply.

Fuck!

He felt those words too many places, including his balls, his gut, spearing into his temples and burning around his heart.

He wanted that reaction to be about Hettie. He wanted it to be about his plan. He wanted it to be about vengeance.

But Olivia Shade never smiled, she fucked strangers in a way it was clear that was the only connection she’d allow herself and she had nasty scars on her back.

And Nick was drowning in all that.

So in order to control that too, Nick had to admit to himself it wasn’t just about Hettie, his plan or vengeance.

It was about Olivia Shade.

“Uh…no we’re not,” he denied.

She stopped pushing at his chest and dipped her face closer. “Do not pretend for one moment what started us was by my invitation only. Yes, I invited you to that ride. But that invitation went both ways.”

“You took the walk,” he noted.

“You made it clear it was a walk worth it to take,” she retorted.

“Not sure why we’re goin’ over this when the point is, you’re still takin’ that walk every time you come to me. You’re takin’ that walk, you do not take another guy.”

Both her brows shot up. “Are you saying you want exclusive?”

“Woman,” he growled, his hand moving up her back to fist in her hair so he could pull her face to within an inch of his, “you take me ungloved. Fuck yes, that’s gotta be exclusive. We fuck, I fuck you. Not a parade of guys you’re fucking.”

He felt more of the heat of her temper as she lost control.

“And now I say fuck you, Sebring.” The pressure came back from her hand at his chest. “Let me go.”

He held her fast. “Not a chance. You are not done with me and I sure as fuck am not done with you.”

She pushed harder. “I’ll say it one more time, let me go.”

He jerked her closer. “You tellin’ me you feel so much nothin’ for me that you wanna expose me to whatever shit your mom’s friend’s boy could give you?”