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new,” he whispered, his voice raspy. It made the tiny hair
on my bare arms stand up.
“What?”
He was still smirking. Fuck you, I mentally slapped him.
“I have been called many names before. Been swore at so
many times, I lost count about three years ago. But being
called a psychopath? That's a first.”
I gaped at him. Was this guy joking or seriously just
insane?
Maddox brought his head closer to me, his body leaning
into mine. He brought warmth with him, and I didn't like
that. He wasn't supposed to be warm. He wasn't supposed
to smell nice. He wasn't supposed...
“I like it.”
His lips were only an inch away from mine. His face so
close I could feel his minty breath feathering over my skin.
I stayed still, completely still. If I moved, our lips would
touch.
My fists clenched, and I squeezed them over my thighs.
“What?” I breathed.
“I like it. You calling me a psychopath. It’s new. It's
different.” He was still too close. He was still grinning like
a fucking loon. He was still so warm...he still smelled so
good...
My body seemed to overheat with his presence. My
heart thudded in my chest. “You are crazy,” I whispered.
His eyes glinted with something mischievous and
roguish. “Wanna see just how crazy I am, Sweet Cheeks?”