Deal Breaker: Billionaire Bosses by Tara Leigh

Author:Tara Leigh [Leigh, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: St. Martin's Press
Published: 2017-11-14T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

Nash

My eyes dropped from Nixie’s glistening eyes to her trembling lips, and then to her reddened neck. This girl . . . I didn’t even know what to do with her. Her story—losing her parents, both of them, so young. Being raised not by relatives but by her father’s business partner. Seduced as a teenager by a man who should have treated her like a younger sister, who should have been looking out for her, protecting her. Feeling like her only choice was to run away from him. Being threatened. Being hurt.

A surge of emotions welled within my chest. Respect. Lust. Concern. Interest. Affection.

God damn it—I liked this girl.

And I wanted to fuck her.

For me, that was a dangerous combination. Add the two together, eventually it would become love. Nash Knight didn’t do love. Why? Because the other half of love was loss. Sure, loss was inevitable . . . but without love it didn’t have the power to devastate.

I’d been the one to tell Eva that Wyatt had died. She’d crumpled to the ground and didn’t pull herself together until the twins were born. And even then, every one of their milestones—first smiles, first steps, birthdays, Christmases—was tinged with grief.

I was no stranger to sob stories, but Nixie’s tale pressed on my chest like a lead vest. I’d had to pry it out of her, and now I was so far out on a limb I didn’t know whether to jump down or scramble back to the tree’s trunk. My hands tightened on Nixie’s legs, holding on to her as I fought to keep myself under control. I wanted to stand up, pace the room, hit a wall. Find Derrick, hit him over and over until his face was unrecognizable—and he knew better than to ever come around Nixie again.

And as for Nixie . . . I wanted to fuck her, slow and deep, hard and fast, until neither one of us could keep a rational thought in our heads. Until she didn’t even remember Derrick Attwood existed.

What I should do was go to the gym. Run until my legs gave out, punch any bag I could find or any man willing to punch back. The one thing I shouldn’t do, definitely shouldn’t do, was pull Nixie onto my lap, thread my fingers through that riot of hair streaming down her back like a goddamn parade, and stare into her bottomless golden gaze like I wanted to dive in headfirst.

But that’s exactly what I did.

And when Nixie’s breath warmed my lips, it would be crazy to close the gap between us and kiss her like she was the last source of oxygen on earth. But I did that, too. Before I knew it, Nixie’s hands were wrapped around my neck, her wrists pressing into my shoulders, her sweet sigh of surrender echoing in my ears.

Crazy. As. Fuuuuuck. This girl was going to be the goddamn end of me. The me that I knew. The me that I’d become. Barricaded safely behind walls of steel and stone, looking out only through tinted windows.

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