CHAPTER 29
HARLEY
Blaze’s phone calls were easy to ignore, but once he began pounding on my door, I knew I couldn’t avoid him any longer. I flung the door open with an angry scowl.
“What the hell, Harley?”
“Blaze, just leave me alone, okay?”
“Why?” he asked. “We were having so much fun.”
“Yes, we were, and you went and ruined it with all that talk.”
“Talk?” he asked, cocking his head. “I thought women liked it when we talked about our feelings?”
“Didn’t I tell you not to compare me with other women?” I asked.
“Can I please come in?”
He looked so sad and lost standing there, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. He’d obviously gotten attached and that was bad news. But I couldn’t find it in myself to be mean to him.
“Fine,” I said, stepping to the side. He walked in and turned to me, flashing those puppy dog eyes my way.
“Harley, you said you don’t play games.”
“I don’t.”
“Well, neither do I, not anymore. And I don’t know what the problem is, but I was just being honest with you.”
“And I’m going to be honest with you, okay? I told you not to get possessive and that’s what you did. It’s an instant turn off, Blaze. I’m not ‘yours’ and I’ll never belong to you. I belong to me. I don’t have time to belong to anyone.”
“That’s it? That’s the problem? That’s why you left?”
“Yes, all that talk of not dating other people, or whatever nonsense you were babbling about.”
“Fine, fuck whoever you want.”
“I will,” I assured him.
“And I’ll fuck whoever I want.”
“Fine.”
He stared down at me, his eyes a storm of emotion.
“Dammit, Harley, you drive me crazy.”
“I can’t help that.”
“I don’t want you to help it! I just — I just — I don’t know what to do with you!” he shouted.
I lifted my chin, a slow smile spreading across my face.
“Just fuck me, Blaze. That’s all I want. Is that too much to ask?” I asked.
He groaned, shaking his head, passion raging in his eyes.
In a flash, he grabbed my face, his lips crashing into mine in a fiery, violent assault. I kissed him back, melting into his embrace. As long as he wasn’t talking about commitment, he was absolutely fucking perfect. My hands ran over his sculpted biceps, my pussy soaked in desire.
A second later, he broke away, his deep blue eyes intense and dilated.
“I’m gonna fuck you until you beg me to stop,” he growled.
Nodding slowly, my entire face lit up with happiness.
“That’s better,” I whispered.
“Good,” he said.
“Lillian!” I yelled.
She appeared instantly, greeting us with a submissive curtsy.