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.

narrows his eyes and shrugs. "No,

to the hem of my

and tosses it aside, leaving me sitting there in my bra and unzipped pants. His gaze roams over me and I swear

my words stumbling over the heat pooling low in

slow smile spreads

lips, noting the way his eyes turn dark as he looks

1/3

or 1

we first

from where he's observing my cleavage and tilts his head. "You

I shake my head.

head. I frown, my eyes widening as he presses a soft kiss just above my belly button. My body jolts, a shudder running through me as

his voice rough and his lips brushing against my skin with

close my eyes for a moment, willing myself to stay coherent. I curl my fingers around the edge of the dresser to stop myself from grabbing

I whimper, feeling his

"What else, love?"

read that article about me. The one-" My voice falters

the sound

helped you through

how smug he sounds, but nothing matters as he pulls

my jeans to brush his lips over the curve

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