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I blink behind my glasses in confusion, my eyelids fluttering like dying wasps as I consider what has been asked of me. My lips part in a frown as I meet his dangerous eyes hesitantly, my own gaze mirroring more than a little suspicion. What in God’s name is this motherfucker up to now? A violent shiver rips through my spine, all the muscles in my back tensing as the skin covering them breaks into another swarm of goosebumps. Everything and nothing go through my mind all at once; jumbled,… Читать далее

He doesn’t budge. Doesn’t move a single muscle to give me space. And from my experience in the elevator…I know he won’t. I guess things could be worse. I let out a silent sigh and turn around slowly, holding my breath as I graze against his body. And my lungs almost implode in my chest when I feel a familiar protrusion against my lower back, hard and unapologetic. My eyes flutter closed as my ass and the rest of my body lean forward and away from him as much as… Читать далее

My heart won’t stop pounding. My hands won’t stop shaking. My palms won’t stop sweating. For the first time in my life, I’m truly, genuinely at a complete loss for words. I’m confused as hell. I’m beyond stunned. I’m…pretty sure I’m going out of my fucking mind. Oh, my God…Wh…Wh…What the hell just happened? My eyes are glued to the back of the man responsible for my current state, closely watching his every move with a heightened sense of fear and amazement. Frost steps out of the elevator, his demeanor… Читать далее

У меня тут же глаза выпучены, и все мышцы в глазницах напрягаются так далеко, как только могут. Я стараюсь сохранять спокойствие, но не могу скрыть огромное количество шока, отражающегося на моем лице, и я ненавижу то, что знаю, что он может ясно видеть мою реакцию лося в свете фар, несмотря на барьер моих очков. Делать это тогда? На долю секунды я уверен, что ослышался… а потом вспоминаю, с кем имею дело. Тем не менее, я совершенно застигнут врасплох заявлением. я за пределами… Читать далее

We get to the end of a hallway and he turns the one knob of a large pair of double doors and pushes it open. I follow him inside, my steps tentative, but as soon as I’m in, my eyes bulge wide behind my glasses and my chest swells in awe. The room is absolutely stunning, almost magical even. I’m frozen in place for several seconds, my brain racing, trying to process everything in my line of vision. And, boy, is it a lot. “This is going to be your… Читать далее

He turns away from me, casually picks my duffel bag up again, and walks ahead without another word. His scrutinizing gaze is no longer on me—for now, anyway—but I can still feel the lingering heat from his eyes on my skin. And he still hasn’t told me where the damn bathroom is. I steel myself and square my shoulders, urging my heart to slow down as I hesitantly follow him. I try to distract myself from my angstiness by looking around, keeping my eyes peeled for a bathroom. The interior… Читать далее

I step over the threshold hesitantly, my shoulders and back stiff with discomfort. I’m really trying not to focus on how distressed and insane I feel about being here, but it’s not working. He opens the door wider and moves away slightly from the doorway, giving me some room to pass, but not enough to squeeze by without my body touching his. The act is intentional, and I only know that because he doesn’t take his eyes off me, not even for a second. It’s like he wants to see… Читать далее

I step out of my car with all the eagerness of a cow going to a slaughter house. I look around, but the harsh gusts of wind sting my eyes and make it hard to focus. My vision goes blurry almost immediately. The cold, frigid air continues to claw at my face, quickly turning my eyeballs into an irritated, watery mess despite the barrier of my thick glasses. Tonight’s pitch black sky doesn’t really help matters, either. It’s hard to see much of anything in all this darkness. There don’t… Читать далее

“You have reached your destination,” the automated female voice announces, breaking the continuous, monotone sound of the running engine. I’m finally here…after missing two exits, taking more than a few wrong turns, circling the same goddamn roundabout at least three times, and then later getting lost on a road undergoing major reconstruction—which I can’t for the life of me understand why anyone would greenlight any kind of extensive road construction during the bloody winter, especially in a state like Wisconsin. I admit, much like my parallel parking skills, my sense… Читать далее

I hear Trixie sigh long and deep on the other end. And then she does it again. Oh, boy. This can’t be good. A considerably long pause ensues, and it’s obvious she’s reluctant to tell me. I might have to take the lead here. “Is it one of the athletes?” I gently prod, being careful not to push too hard and risk having her shut down on me completely. “Someone on the basketball team?” She scoffs. “No! God, no!” “Okay. The football team, then?” I say, continuing this slightly awkward… Читать далее