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her. She didn’t like the way it felt, but it bolstered her pride and injected some steel into her spine. “I’ll be twenty in less than two weeks,” she reminded him flatly. His brows drew together at the change in her voice. “And I don’t think I’ve ever been a little girl, Josh. My mom never allowed for that. Anyway, my age has nothing to do with what’s happening here. Or, it shouldn’t.”
    She shrugged and went over to worry the tassels hanging from the leather jacket on the stuffed bear that sat on her dresser. She focused on the soft animal and deliberately let her hands fall to her sides. Little girl her ass.
    “I suppose I could always head over to the clubhouse with you. Yeah, that’s a good idea. Better than most I’ve had,” she laughed hollowly. “I’m sure while you’re banging some random groupie, one of the guys wouldn’t mind tossing a pity fuck to the naïve little girl who’d hoped to—”
    He was on her before she knew what was happening. His big hands grabbed her upper arms, and he crowded her until she was stumbling. It was only her shoulders hitting the wall that stopped their progress. He pressed into her with his entire body, melding them from chest to thigh. The erotic scent of man and leather surrounded her, making her head spin and her mouth water.
    “You give it up to any of my boys, and I’ll be back inside by sunrise. Only I’ll be doing life this time because I’ll kill the fucker who dares put his hands on you.”

~ Chapter Four ~
     
    “Don’t you fucking dare ,” Tish said fiercely as a sickening panic battled with the pleasure arcing from the roots of her hair to the soles of her feet. God, he felt good. So much better than she could have ever dreamed. He was hard and hot and nowhere near gentle with her. So perfect, this man. Or he would be if he wasn’t such an idiot.
    She fisted the sides of his cut, making the leather creak from the strength of her hold. All she could see when he made a threat like that was her returning to the barren life she’d been living without him, while he went back to existing like a caged animal.
    “Please don’t ever be so stupid, Josh. You couldn’t go back to living in that place again any more than I could go back to living without you in my life. I’m not strong enough to do this alone anymore. I’m tired. I’m tired and I’m lonely, and I just want you with me. However I can have you. If you just want to be my friend, that’s fine. Just…don’t leave me again. ‘Kay?”
    Her voice broke at the end, and as though someone had stuck him with a pin, the aggression slowly leaked out of him. He released the grip he had on her arms and gave her an inch to breathe, but he remained close enough for his forehead to bump against the wall when he let his head fall forward. A wave of goosebumps broke out on her arms when he rubbed his jaw on her damp hair then put his face into it and inhaled quietly. He let the air out of his lungs on a long groan.
    “So fuckin’ good,” he said under his breath. “What the hell are you doing, Tish? Why are you talking to me as though we were together yesterday? I thought putting some distance between us would nip this in the bud. What the fuck did I do wrong?”
    What? Was that why he’d refused to see her? Because he’d recognized what was happening and wanted to stop it? Nothing could stop this.
    “Silly, Josh,” she murmured unhappily, hating that he hadn’t wanted the love he must have seen in her eyes every time she looked at him. “Just because I wasn’t with you, doesn’t mean you weren’t with me.” She pressed her hand to her hollow-feeling chest. “Even though you were gone, and I missed you more than you’ll ever know, you live in here, so we were never really apart.” She cringed. “Sorry. That sounded so dramatic and insane. It didn’t until I said it out loud.”
    “It’s not insane.” He laced his fingers through hers and brought her hand up to press his