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not j

e his do

aze calmly at me, completely unrepen

gh my body as I try to sort

row a drink in his face and storm out? Ar

Isaak has ripped all th

n't I hate

ays, regardi

p wh

"Life is not a book. It happens h

I scowl. But my joke falls flat and

ou. Want?" He enunciates each word slowly and clearly. I watch his lips

act that I am even considering giving into the h

imes that I could recite it from memory. I don't own

ybe I

such an intoxicating expression on him. Arrogant enough t

out of room to retreat. I bump into a wall

ven more flustered. My eyes dart around the empty restaurant beyond Isaa

" I mumble. "Th

"You know as well as I

. There are...

as though he doesn't

my dress. Slowly, slowly, slowly, he teases it

ate how my voice sounds: I'm not telling him no, I'm just pleading with him f

ting. He's not

nto mine. That cool, fragrant cologne is all I can smell, like an al

ng up my dress. My hands

forward as Isaak is, I have a good feeling that he'll

my throat. Won't

r a moment, it feels like it's almost

material of my Victoria's Secret panties, an

lders so I don't collapse to my knees. It'

n, it was ne

," he rumbl

nt now. The only thing I can focus on is the fee

dea what I'm meant to say. Anoth

fucking moon, he'd probably find

gives one teasing caress up my slit. My mouth rounds into a

I nearly black out, and when I come to again one breath later, I realize I'm gr

om my lips like a

slowly. Removes his hand

s right off the ti

ays. "Just as

the hell are you?

. "Come with me and m

s," I say quietly. "But t

about time yo

holds out his hand to me. I miss hi

re. He's right the

let myself

for a moment before I slip

es my mind. I dig my heels in. Isaak stops, turns to

ever had much willpower w

"So I'm a

a fucki

he pulls me through the door of the

pper accents everywhere you look. The light comes from flickering candles s

ace, then turns and surveys me. He stro

" he murmurs

o no one knows how I inherited this color. Mom claims that her moth

eds an outlet. It needs to devour the silence so that there

tted to bei

tted to bei

d into an empty bathroom in a de

et," I continue with my babbling. "She

nervous?" he asks, his fingers ru

t think I've ever bee

ows. "I'll take tha

n and presses h

but gentle, still faint. He lingers for a moment before pulling me against his b

"If you want to walk away

r if you thought I'd

into a frowning V. "The choi

nt of his makes me shudder. No one has ever said it qui

s so sure of y

way

be n