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I almost did it. My skin felt too tight and my breath caught in my throat. Then he said, “You know you want to.”
    Oh , hell no, he didn’t just say that. I closed my eyes and took a  deep breath through my nose, before looking at him and smiling my most sultry smile. “Sure,” I whispered as I walked closer.
    His eyes widened slightly in surprise , as I crawled across the bed, swaying my hips provocatively, knowing how they looked in the tiny cotton shorts I wore.
    Keeping eye contact, I licked my lips, watching his part with a gasp, as I leaned over him. His eyelids lowered, as my lips inched toward his. Closer... Closer...
    I smiled , just before shoving him hard, sending him rolling off the bed. My laugh died in my throat, as he just as quickly grabbed my wrist, bringing me with him. We hit the floor with an oomph and began rolling. I wrapped my legs around his waist and flipped him over, but I wasn’t on top long before he twisted, getting the advantage.
    Leaning over me , he smirked, which only set me off more, so I grabbed his arm and twisted as hard as I could. He shouted out in pain and I flipped him. “Ha!” I said triumphantly, only to cry out as he poked me in the ribs, causing me to laugh uncontrollably.
    Next thing I knew, I was flat on my back, my wrists pinned above my head as he grinned down at me. “No fair,” I said with a huff. Paul leaned over, bringing his face so close to mine our noses touched. His grin faded, as his eyes fixed on mine. My heart pounded and the seconds flew by, though he never moved, never closed the distance I was expecting.
    “That wasn’t fair,” I whispered.
    “Neither was sneaking out of the bathroom window,” he growled and I stiffened, my eyes widening in surprise. “Did you think I wouldn’t know? Do you think I’m that stupid?” he asked, then snorted as he leaned back, giving me the space I needed to breath. “Of course you thought that.”
    He leaned close again and growled, “My job is to watch your back. I can’t do that if you run off without telling me where you’re going. I get you don’t trust me, but if you can’t follow orders and this mission goes to hell, you’ll be the traitor, not me.”
    I knew my face was red and tears stung my eyes. I was so angry at him, but I was more angry at myself. He was right, dammit! And I didn’t want to admit it.
    “Fine,” I clipped, as my jaw tightened. “Get off me.”
    Paul stared at me a moment longer, then nodded, letting go of my wrists. He stood easily and backed up, watching me , as I stood and made my way to the bed.
    “I’m going to bed. You can sleep on the floor or outside.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, along with the comforter. I didn’t care if the maids had washed it or not. He could take it or leave it.
    Leaning down, Paul picked up the pillow off the floor where it had landed at his feet. Ignoring the comforter , he placed the pillow by the door and laid down. I scoffed, but didn’t say a word. Of course he would block the exit, but I could still leave through the bathroom window if I had to.
    Pulling the cool sheet up to my chin, I lay back and stared at the ceiling, not able to sleep. Though I was still angry, my body hummed with arousal. My nipples were hard and begging to be teased, and I had to fight not to rub my thighs together. The smell of Paul’s own arousal filled the air around me, making it harder to turn it off. All I could think about was wrestling with him on the floor again. Only this time, without clothes. Flesh against flesh, as we rolled and twisted, rubbing against each other. I hadn’t wanted to think about it at the time, but the way his hard cock pressed against me as we fought...
    I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, shutting out the images flashing in my head. It was just another case of attractio n that could not come to fusion. I would not sleep with a traitor.

Chapter 6
     
     
    Paul was right. God, that felt wrong just thinking it.