knickers into a rollerblade boot and tried to descrunch her leggings enough to be able to pull them back on. Hell, she had to get out of there as fast as possible—no way could she hold herself together if she got close to him some more. No wonder those woman wanted to warn others—he was unbelievable, and all she wanted was every bit of him, every star in the whole fantasy dream.
‘Regretting it already?’
She looked up, Ethan was on the edge of the room, watching her uncoordinated movements with a towel slung round his hips and a frown on his face.
‘You know
you
were the one grinding on my hand in the middle of a public park.’ He stepped closer.
Her pulse went supersonic. She was shocked by his bluntness. She couldn’t bear to look at his darkened eyes, or his sculpted, glistening torso, so she looked at the floor and tried to get back to decent. ‘You put your hand in my pants in the first place.’
‘I was merely pointing out how vulnerable you are.’
‘You couldn’t resist touching.’
‘Because you were gagging for it.’
She stumbled as she tried to yank her leggings up, hopping on one foot with no dignity left whatsoever. She gave in. ‘Yes, you live up to your reputation Ethan. You must be feeling very satisfied.’
‘Absolutely not.’
Nonplussed, she shut up and sent him a wary glance. He looked grim.
‘Don’t you dare insinuate that I took advantage of you,’ he said, his temper clearly fraying as badly as hers.
But she had to play it very cool, very sophisticated, and hide the fact her heart was still beating louder than a jackhammer and about to burst out of her mouth. ‘I wasn’t going to. You know I wanted it, Ethan. And I enjoyed it.’ She shrugged as if it had all been nothing. ‘And now I should get going.’
‘Because you’ve had what you wanted?’he said bitterly. ‘So what? You’re going to go home and write about it?’
She froze, abandoning the hunt for her bra. She’d hadn’t given a thought to the damn blogs and their little online war. This was nothing to do with that—this had been so much
more
to her than she’d realised even two hours ago.
The frown thundered across his brow as he obviously took her hesitation as affirmation of guilt.
‘Don’t write it,’ he said.
Nadia turned away from him and picked up her rollerblades, knowing she’d just found the way to end it with him. To escape completely. ‘But its popularity is skyrocketing.’
‘It’s that important to you?’
‘Yes, my website is very important to me. This was just a fling.’
‘You’re going to detail it, then?’
‘No.’
‘So you’re going to fabricate what you put on there?’
He thought she was going to embroider on all this? He had to be joking. She turned back to glare at him. ‘Are you setting me up?’
‘So little trust, Nadia,’ he said coolly. ‘When you just let me right inside you.’
Yeah, that had been utter madness. ‘I’m keeping on writing.’
‘Then so am I.’
She swallowed. ‘It’ll be my perspective. Honest.’ And with zero detail.
He leaned back on the arm of the chair, hands gripping the towel. ‘So you’re going to say you seduced me?’
‘Is that what you think happened?’
‘You made all the moves, honey.’
Well, not quite. But she knew what he meant. She’d given the green light. ‘Only because you goaded me into it.’
‘So you still don’t want to take responsibility? When are you going to be honest and admit that I don’t use women? That I have fun with women who are as up for it as I am. Women. Like.
You.
’
Yeah, she was one of the masses now, wasn’t she? And as pulled under his spell as they’d all been. ‘Not all women real ise you’re only up for “fun”. That’s why they’ve all flocked to warn others about you.’
‘I don’t cheat, Nadia. I don’t ever offer them anything.’
‘You do. You just don’t realise it.’ He offered the sun and stars and the moon and all the excitement in
‘Regretting it already?’
She looked up, Ethan was on the edge of the room, watching her uncoordinated movements with a towel slung round his hips and a frown on his face.
‘You know
you
were the one grinding on my hand in the middle of a public park.’ He stepped closer.
Her pulse went supersonic. She was shocked by his bluntness. She couldn’t bear to look at his darkened eyes, or his sculpted, glistening torso, so she looked at the floor and tried to get back to decent. ‘You put your hand in my pants in the first place.’
‘I was merely pointing out how vulnerable you are.’
‘You couldn’t resist touching.’
‘Because you were gagging for it.’
She stumbled as she tried to yank her leggings up, hopping on one foot with no dignity left whatsoever. She gave in. ‘Yes, you live up to your reputation Ethan. You must be feeling very satisfied.’
‘Absolutely not.’
Nonplussed, she shut up and sent him a wary glance. He looked grim.
‘Don’t you dare insinuate that I took advantage of you,’ he said, his temper clearly fraying as badly as hers.
But she had to play it very cool, very sophisticated, and hide the fact her heart was still beating louder than a jackhammer and about to burst out of her mouth. ‘I wasn’t going to. You know I wanted it, Ethan. And I enjoyed it.’ She shrugged as if it had all been nothing. ‘And now I should get going.’
‘Because you’ve had what you wanted?’he said bitterly. ‘So what? You’re going to go home and write about it?’
She froze, abandoning the hunt for her bra. She’d hadn’t given a thought to the damn blogs and their little online war. This was nothing to do with that—this had been so much
more
to her than she’d realised even two hours ago.
The frown thundered across his brow as he obviously took her hesitation as affirmation of guilt.
‘Don’t write it,’ he said.
Nadia turned away from him and picked up her rollerblades, knowing she’d just found the way to end it with him. To escape completely. ‘But its popularity is skyrocketing.’
‘It’s that important to you?’
‘Yes, my website is very important to me. This was just a fling.’
‘You’re going to detail it, then?’
‘No.’
‘So you’re going to fabricate what you put on there?’
He thought she was going to embroider on all this? He had to be joking. She turned back to glare at him. ‘Are you setting me up?’
‘So little trust, Nadia,’ he said coolly. ‘When you just let me right inside you.’
Yeah, that had been utter madness. ‘I’m keeping on writing.’
‘Then so am I.’
She swallowed. ‘It’ll be my perspective. Honest.’ And with zero detail.
He leaned back on the arm of the chair, hands gripping the towel. ‘So you’re going to say you seduced me?’
‘Is that what you think happened?’
‘You made all the moves, honey.’
Well, not quite. But she knew what he meant. She’d given the green light. ‘Only because you goaded me into it.’
‘So you still don’t want to take responsibility? When are you going to be honest and admit that I don’t use women? That I have fun with women who are as up for it as I am. Women. Like.
You.
’
Yeah, she was one of the masses now, wasn’t she? And as pulled under his spell as they’d all been. ‘Not all women real ise you’re only up for “fun”. That’s why they’ve all flocked to warn others about you.’
‘I don’t cheat, Nadia. I don’t ever offer them anything.’
‘You do. You just don’t realise it.’ He offered the sun and stars and the moon and all the excitement in
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