9. Heat and Hate

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AVERY His eyes were hard on mine, burning, and he didn't look like he was joking. Of course, not. The man had no funny bones in his f*****g hard, muscly body. A shiver slid down my spine before I could smother it. Damn him. He was flirting now... I think. Or maybe this was just how he played. Dangerous, ambiguous, always on the edge of control. "Careful," I said softly. "You sound almost charming when you say things like that." "And you almost look like you want that. All of that." His lips pulled up, mocking, knowing. Goddess, those f*****g eyes was enough to unravel me. A low moan slipped past my lips. I had no control over it. That made him grin. A real, wolfish grin that made something tighten deep in my stomach. Damn it. I stepped fully into the doorway now, one bare foot sl

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