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story, but she was nodding. He pulled his hand away and before the hand was off her mouth, she started in and he squelched her again.
“You promised,” he said with one of those damn smiles that could probably still get him in her pants. “Okay, well, maybe not promised but you nodded and it seemed pretty serious.”
She rolled her eyes back in her head so hard they could have forced her head backward with the impact of optic nerves slamming against her skull. “Okay,” she said, although it was so muffled it sounded like “bohay,” two or three times.
“You promise this time?”
She nodded again, and then rolled her eyes again. “Promise?”
“Mmm-hm, fine,” she said. Which came out as “morf ham.” He laughed as he pulled it away, cautiously waiting to see if she kept her word that time. She pursed her lips. She opened them and he moved his hand back.
“Just testing you.” A smile crossed her lips despite the pretty intense anger she had coursing through her veins. “So you gonna tell me what the hell you’re doing here, breaking my heart? Or do I have to ask?”
“Well you just did.”
The glare Rika shot him spoke a thousand, really nasty, words.
“I just need to get on with my life. I found a place that needs a dentist, that sounds pretty shifter-friendly, and honestly a little strange, but that’s okay. I’m tired of hiding who I am, you know?” He grabbed her shoulders and stared deep into her eyes.
No matter how bad she wanted his touch, his kiss, and no matter how much she hated doing it, she shrugged away from him, and when he went to grab her again, batted his hand away. “I don’t know why I even care,” she said, staring at the floor, and very obviously not believing herself. “It was just one kiss, one taste of you, I don’t need this shit. I need to find a job and get out of this house.”
Thor’s eyes lit up in a disgustingly attractive way that made Paprika’s stomach turn a little somersault, to her infinite disappointment. He reached for her again, but this time grabbed a wrist as she tried to knock his hand away. He curled his fingertips tantalizingly against the skin of her inner wrist. The gesture warmed her skin, and got her insides all twisted up. “Come with me,” he whispered. His voice was eager, but soft and powerful, like old leather studded with brass rivets. “Come on, let’s do something completely fucking crazy. Let’s just go and never look back.”
She stared at him in disbelief for a second. I can’t possibly tell him I’d been thinking the same thing about going to Jamesburg. I mean, how nutbar whacko would I have to be to drag a guy I barely met to live with my ex-convict sister in a town that’s full of... well, she’s got some pretty wild stories.
Her chewing on the insides of her bottom lip got his attention. “Yeah? You’re thinking about it, I can tell.”
“You don’t know the first thing about me, Thor,” Rika whispered. “You don’t even know what my last name is.”
“Lewis.”
“Well,” she smiled a tiny grin, despite her misgivings and general displeasure. “I mean you wouldn’t if it weren’t for having read my medical files.”
“You’ve got an answer for everything,” he said sternly, fingers gripping her wrists. “For everything except for your heart. You can’t tell me why you kissed me in the first place, and you can’t tell me why you’re not pulling away from me right now. Can you?”
His intensity made the little fire in her belly flare hotter and brighter. Tingles crept down her stomach, tightening the muscles between her legs. It was the same thing she felt before...
With his hands still locked on her wrists, Paprika felt a wave of heat pass over her chest. Her nipples puckered sweetly against the soft, thin fabric of the old bra she was wearing. With a shake of her head, she stood up on her tip toes and did the exact same thing that got her into this mess in the first damn place.
But she