Manhattan Mogul by Tara Leigh

Author:Tara Leigh [Leigh, Tara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781955659048
Publisher: Tara Leigh Books

Chapter 12

Nash

My eyes drop from Nixie’s glistening eyes to her trembling lips, and then to her reddened neck. This girl . . . I don’t even know what to do with her. Her story—losing her parents, both of them, so young. 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 little sister, who should have been looking out for her, protecting her.

Instead he took advantage of her. Hurt her. Leaving her no choice but to run.

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

God damn it—I like this girl. I respect this girl.

And I want to fuck her.

For me, that’s a dangerous combination. A combination that feels like the start of something more. Maybe even love.

And that’s impossible. Completely inconceivable.

I don’t do love. Why? Because the other half of love is loss.

And sure, some losses are inevitable . . . but without love they don’t have the power to devastate.

I was the one to tell Eva that Wyatt died. She 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’m no stranger to sob stories, but Nixie’s tale presses on my chest like a lead vest. I had to pry it out of her, and now I’m so far out on a limb I don’t know whether to jump down or scramble back to the tree’s trunk. My hands tighten on Nixie’s legs, holding on to her as I fight to keep myself under control. I want to stand up, pace the room, hit a wall. Find Derrick, hit him over and over until his face is unrecognizable—and he knows better than to come around Nixie ever again.

And as for Nixie . . . I want to kiss her. Hold her. Fuck her, slow and deep, hard and fast, until neither one of us can keep a rational thought in our heads. Until she doesn’t even remember Derrick’s existence.

What I should do is go to the gym. Run until my legs give out, punch any bag I can find, any man willing to punch back. The one thing I shouldn’t do, definitely shouldn’t do, is 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 want to dive in headfirst.

But that’s exactly what I do.

And she doesn’t push me away.

It’s crazy to close the gap between us and kiss her like she’s the last source of oxygen on earth. But I do that, too.

And still, she doesn’t push me away.

Before I know it, Nixie’s hands are wrapped around my neck, her wrists pressing into my shoulders, her breath warming my lips, and her sweet sigh of surrender echoing in my ears.

Crazy. As. Fuuuuuck. This girl is going to be the goddamn end of me.

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