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a tiny, quiet, twisted little voice in her head that whispered a thank you to him… thank you for choosing me right now .
    “It’s not often that I get burned. And when I first laid my eyes on you, I thought you were different from the rest of those kids.” He paused and put his hand on her bare thigh. “And then I found out the truth.” The author pulled his hand away sharply.
    “You found out the truth, meaning… you think you know me?” she said.
    His eyes narrowed again. He didn’t like to be challenged like this, and yet, he wasn’t exactly kicking her out of his SUV either.
    “I know your basic type,” he said.
    “Just like the world knows yours?”
    “Maybe they do,” he said, catching her off guard.
    “So the things in your book, like your character Jenny Bones… you think that stuff’s okay to write about?”
    He shook his head, seemingly disgusted with her ignorance. “I write what people want to read. And I make a whole hell of a lot more money at than any other writer alive.”
    “And that makes it okay?” she asked.
    “No, Taylor. That makes it necessary.”
    She was speechless. She’d never met a man like this before. He was a complete egomaniac; a completely sexy, sinfully seductive egomaniac. And she wasn’t stupid, he wasn’t lying about one thing… he wanted something from her for sure.
    “What made you want to hear me speak yesterday?” he asked her, shocking her into a long, awkward moment of reflection.
    Her cheeks flushed red, and for some reason she was even more embarrassed to say what she was about to say than she was when she allowed him to blindfold her and do what he pleased with her body yesterday. “I guess I always wanted to be a writer.”
    She expected him to laugh, or criticize her, or maybe even lecture her on what it took to be a real writer, real like the students that she served in her role at Baldpate University. Real like him .
    “What’s stopping you then?” he said simply.
    She thought this through. She couldn’t tell him about the brutal voices from her past that echoed through her head every time she thought about reaching for her dream of becoming a writer. Or that she’d been told in high school that if she didn’t get into a really strong undergraduate writing program, she wouldn’t have a chance. Or that she had been damaged so hard on the day of her seventeenth birthday, the day that nearly flattened her soul, that she was no longer suitable for chasing dreams.
    She couldn’t tell him any of that. How could she? She didn’t know him from Adam.
    So instead, all she could say was, “I don’t know.”
    He squinted as he looked her over, his eyes drenched in suspicion. He knew she was lying, again .
    Shit . She thought about how mad he’d gotten about the fact that she already withheld the truth from him, and here she was lying again. But she didn’t have any other choice, right?
    Colton Marcus leaned in towards her. He pressed his lips against hers, and she closed her eyes and savored the salty scent that poured from his lips. She turned her head slightly, readying herself for his tongue. But the moment she made herself vulnerable to him, again, he pulled his lips off hers immediately.
    “Goodbye, Taylor Ward.”
    Her eyes grew wide. Then a surge of adrenaline rushed through her veins. “Goodbye? What do you mean, goodbye?” she asked, stunned.
    He looked forward, away from her. Then he tapped twice on the tinted window in front of him. “I mean, goodbye …”
    “What?” she said wearing a look of shock across her face. “What about my job? Why did you just kiss me? What’s the matter with you?” She was furious, and even though she knew she sounded like a complete lunatic, she couldn’t stop herself from rattling off questions.
    He was evil to kiss me like that, and then tell me off in such a cold, carefree manner.
    “You… You can’t do this to me. You ruined my life. How can you do this?” she asked, shaking her head