Virgin And Broken Daddy
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ked with pricey leather-bound volumes. Everything in its own position and well chosen. But right now none of it matters. I have vis
estroyed
half-smile-arrogant, detached-there is something else beneath it. Something raw, like a tremor suggesting
palate. Its low and possessive slinking out causes an unwelcome tingle down my spine.
ut the words before I can stop them. "You don't get to sa
never leave mine. "And wha
turned away from him. Though in fact he left, I was the o
a source I thought had long ago dried up. "You broke up my family. From
maybe regret. Another is guilt. Not quite, that cannot be correct. There is
time I feel the heat of his body, the familiar aroma of his cologn
rls, the raw, unvarnished passion in his
t me? I snivel and fold my arms around my
see the stiffness in his jaw, the clench of his fists at his sides. But I felt I was saving
ughts are racing, my heart hammering in my chest and I want to yell at him. Plotting h
words have the weight of everything I have gone through
g against my arm, and I stop in place as the p
he adds, his voice softening and then harder.
r a moment I forget all else. Ignite the passion instead of the hate. Forget the wrath.
fast. I simply cannot afford to le
en if the pain in my chest won't go away. Damon, you did what
ointment, maybe something deeper-but before he
rom me, Evelyn," the direct
I want to look at him. I want to go arou
t far, "I'm not walking a
s clicking on the glossy floor resonating in the stillness. Thoug
le to go ba
ars, the silence all around me seems deafening. Sitting near the window, th
en? Was I beginning t
Still the man who turned on me. He is still the one who destr
onflicted, vulnerable-won't leave my hea
im? The piece he still finds compelling?
ached for to call my contact, but I hear the tiniest
ablaze, I get up. By thi
the door. Perhaps none at all. Per
ned before I coul
rk and brooding as
ething I can't quite describe, he whisp
uld definitely shove him away. I ought to order him to go. But as he ente
wist in my gut, I'm not sure whe
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