Chapter 83

Tell Me or I Stop-1

My skin, my entire body, breaks into goosebumps. Anticipation runs through me, but Zaid doesn't move. He doesn't say or do anything else.

I exhale, almost panting, almost begging for more of his touch.

The edge of the dresser presses into the backs of my thighs as I steady myself, chastising my mouth for not opening and answering him. I must look like an idiot.

His dark eyes lock onto mine just as his fingers pull down the zipper of my pants. My breath catches and I can feel the tension in my stomach coiling tighter.

I'm on fire at this point.

"Alina," he mutters. "Tell me."

I groan. "Why?"

He lifts an eyebrow and takes his hands away from me. My body almost shrivels up from

the loss of contact.

"Do you have any idea how many reasons there were for why we didn't get along before?" I say, my voice uneven, trying to steady myself with words when my body feels like it's spiraling out of control.

eyes and shrugs. "No,

to the hem of

sitting there in

struggle to find my voice, my words stumbling over the heat pooling low in my belly. "You were

spreads on his

noting the way his eyes turn dark

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Me or

when we first met, I

lifts his eyes from where he's observing

I shake my head.

his head. I frown, my eyes widening as he presses a soft

he asks, his voice rough and his lips brushing

willing myself to stay coherent. I curl my fingers around the edge of the dresser to stop

I whimper, feeling his lips

"What else, love?"

article about me. The one-" My voice falters as his lips trail lower. "The one that

against my skin; the sound vibrating through me.

I also helped you

and I hate how smug he sounds, but nothing matters as he pulls down

jeans to brush his lips over the curve

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