She could not conceive of such a thing being possible.
After several seconds of silence, he reached out and cupped her nape, his hands hot against her skin. “Have you ever known me to lie?”
“No.”
“Exaggerate?”
“No.”
“What does that tell you?”
The impossible. “You don’t want other women.”
“No.” He didn’t sound happy about it.
“You don’t want to want me.”
His brown gaze bored into her, and she could feel it inside as if he were touching her in places that had no name. “It’s hell on a man’s libido and ego, not to mention his mood, to want a woman to the exclusion of all others who doesn’t want him.”
“I do want you,” she blurted out.
His gaze narrowed. “That’s why you jump ten feet every time I touch you or come near enough to do it.”
“I don’t jump ten feet.”
“But you do move away. Fast.”
“That’s because…”
“Because why?”
“You make me feel jumpy.”
His face looked hewn from rock. “I scare you?”
“N-not exactly.”
“What exactly?”
“I get all jittery when you get close, like I’ve had too much caffeine on an empty stomach. It makes me nervous.”
“Nervous, or sexually excited?”
“I don’t know.”
“Don’t you?”
She couldn’t answer. It was as if his hands on her throat had drained her of the ability to speak.
“You’re not jumping now.”
She tried clearing her throat. “You’re holding me.”
“I held you once before.”
She remembered. It had taken all her willpower to treat the embrace like the cover move it was. “That was just camouflage.”
“Was it?”
Oh, man…What if it hadn’t been? “I…I thought it was.”
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