Villain by Natasha Preston

Author:Natasha Preston [Preston, Natasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-07-19T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE

I hold him close until his nose is pressed against mine and we’re breathing the same oxygen. Neither of us moves anymore. His eyes cut into mine with a thousand promises and a whole lot of unanswered questions.

The fire is back, blazing through my veins. The overwhelming and uncontrollable need to have him inside me takes over all rational thought. This might be wrong after everything he’s done, but I can’t seem to convince myself to walk away.

Tonight, I’ve dealt with my mum, and now I’m going to fix whatever is happening with Casper.

All this pent-up sexual tension needs to be extinguished.

Then we can move on. I can cut him out of my life properly.

My fist is still tangled in the black cotton covering his torso. I want it off.

My mouth covers his, and a traitorous little whimper in the back of my throat gives away how much I want him. My body is working against my mind now. I know what I should do, but there is nothing I can do to stop this.

One night.

Casper growls and steps out of my grasp.

Oh, shit.

He’s the one to stop this?

Fuck.

What the hell have I done?

I burn with humiliation, my eyes wide at what a fool I’ve made of myself. Why can’t I stop making stupid decisions?

I have to get out of here before he notices the blood rushing to my face, and I do something else ludicrous.

Who knows what that would be? Throw myself at him again? Throw a knife at him?

“Sorry,” I mumble, spinning around. I need to get out of this house and move to Alaska right now.

“No,” he says, wedging himself between me and the door so I can’t make my escape.

I don’t stop in time. I fall against his hard chest and feel the erection in his jeans against my stomach. My breath catches in my throat, and blood scorches through my veins.

“Move,” I order.

“Ainsley.” He tries to lift my chin, but I turn my head away. If I look at him, I know I’ll see smugness, and I can’t cope with that as well as my shitty mother today.

I need to go home and have the longest, hottest shower in history and wash today away. I can put it down to it being my turn for some crap again. I’ve not had to deal with emotions surrounding my mum since I was fifteen. I’m probably due another bout of anger and a mini meltdown.

“Look at me.” It’s a demand that I don’t meet… until he makes me.

He pinches my chin between his thumb and finger, raising my head.

“Please, just let me go home. My head is all over the place, and I still hate you.”

“Stop a second. Just… wait.”

“I made a mistake. Seeing my mum threw me off, okay. Can we please forget it? I will never ask anything else of you for the rest of my life, and I’ll always let you have the last word.”

“I have the last word, anyway.”

“I’m not in the mood for our bullshit.

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