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him like that.
    “Honey,
I think you already feel something for me.”
    “Bullshit.
You’re just a baby, Zane. We might have fun between the sheets, but that’s all
it is.”
    V’s
reference to his age, specifically the difference between them, only pissed
Zane off more. He hated that she used that as an excuse. She’d tried it one
other time, and if he remembered correctly, she’d been sprawled out beneath him
in ten seconds flat, begging him to let her come.
    He
was twenty four, almost twenty five, and she was just barely thirty. Fuck, he
wouldn’t care if she were forty. What Zane felt for her, he’d never felt for
anyone else, and he wasn’t about to let her get by with throwing whatever this
might be away because of a few measly numbers.
    “ A
baby ?” Zane stalked her across the room until he pressed her into the glass
partition that enclosed his bathroom. He didn’t stop crowding her until he was
crushing her between his body and the cool glass at her back. “That’s not what
you were screaming when I had my dick buried inside of you.”
    Zane
leaned in closer, his mouth hovering above hers as he waited for her response.
Her sharp inhale, along with the full body shiver, told him exactly how much he
still affected her.
    “Was
it?” Letting his lips brush lightly over hers, he waited for V to push him
away.
    She
didn’t.
    And
that told him all that he needed to know.
     
    ♀♂
     
    What
the hell was wrong with her? Why did she knowingly push him like that? Zane
wasn’t the kind of man to back off freely, and she had found exactly what it
took to push his buttons. With the warmth of his body pressed against her, V
knew she should be pushing him away, knew she should race right across the
room, throw open his front door and run. Never look back.
    For
the life of her, she couldn’t seem to do it. Just like the very first time her
eyes met his, there was a kinetic energy that shifted between the two of them
and she couldn’t force herself to move away. Zane stole her breath and her
common sense with just a smile. When he actually touched her, it was even
worse.
    In
fact, V was positive she had never met a man as capable as Zane of causing her
to drop her defenses as quickly as he caused her to drop her clothes. He was
like a drug, impossible to resist once she’d had a taste of him.
    And
as for their age difference, V didn’t give a shit about it at all, but it was
the only tangible thing she had to hold on to; her only justification for
putting distance between herself and the one man capable of breaking her heart.
Never would V let that happen. Not after what she saw her mother go through.
    Her
mother and her wandering ways had taught V one valuable lesson: never rely on a
man to fulfill you. As she had seen time and time again, no man had ever
satisfied her mother, yet Regina continued to ruthlessly pursue them in hopes
of finding the one who would. V just figured if she never started, she’d never
be disappointed.
    This
man threatened all of her carefully erected walls because she wanted him more
than she wanted anything else.
    “It’s
not going to work, V.” Zane’s words broke through the haze of lust that was
clouding her thoughts.
    “What?”
V felt as though she missed a vital part of the conversation.
    “Trying
to push me away is only going to make me come after you more.”
    One
thing she had learned about this man, he didn’t say things he didn’t mean. He’d
been pursuing her for about a month before he was attacked and she’d tried to
push him away. He didn’t listen; always coming back for more, no matter how
cruel she was with his feelings.
    Whatever
he thought this was, it wasn’t. What was happening between them was nothing
more than a highly reactive proclivity to lust. It was one hundred percent
physical reaction between two people who were attracted to one another, spurred
on by some wild and impassioned urges. Oh, and pheromones. Yes, definitely
those