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He couldn’t kick me out now.
Dinner was awkward, and that was an understatement.
Bianca appeared to be intimidated by my presence. She
avoided my eyes and rarely spoke. Maddox’s face was cold
and stony, and he stayed stubbornly quiet. Savannah and
Brad tried to break the tension with a bit of small talk, here
and there, but those conversations ended just as dry.
Once our plates were cleared, desserts were served. I
only had one spoon of the double-layered custard and
chocolate mousse when Maddox, pushed his chair away,
the wooden legs screeching and he stood up. His face
remained impassive, and his gaze locked with mine. Blue
that burned with a ferocity that left me breathless. The
muscles ticked in his jaw, and his eyes flared with
something…
Wordlessly, he turned around and stalked away. I
watched him, until he disappeared upstairs. I slowly licked
my spoon, appreciating my first…and last bite of the
chocolate mousse. “Excuse me, please,” I said, getting up
and pushing away from the table, too. “Please tell your
chef, this was the best custard I’ve ever had.”
With a small smile, I followed after Maddox. Because I
knew that was what he wanted.
I found him in his old bedroom. The door was ajar, a
silent invitation. I walked inside, and there he was,
standing in the middle of the dimly lit room. His back was
to me, and he stood so still. Not even a slight twitch. Barely
breathing. If I didn’t know better, I’d think he was a statue.
I closed the door behind me and took a step forward,
farther into his room. More into his space. He knew I was
here. Could feel me. I knew, because his hands clenched
into fists.
Sharing one space with Maddox was overwhelming. My
body was hyperaware of his presence, his closeness. His