Chapter 37

She gripped the edge of the sink tightly until her knuckles paled. Then she took one breath, then another. Finally, she spoke.

“What do you want from me Matt Wolffe?” she asked. “You wanted me, you’ve had me. What else do you want?”

His voice was low and deep when he responded. “I want more.”

She dared to look back. He was so tall and huge that his presence dwarfed her already small kitchen. The fast-falling night added that air of danger that could never escape him. If she wasn’t so nervous she would be creaming her panties right now for him. But she wanted to know. She wanted to know what he meant and what that meant for her. The chase, the art viewing was just a façade and they both knew it. Maybe that was why it scared her; the fact that chase or not she would have gone into his bed without a second thought. He wanted more, that should be enough for her but it wasn’t because she still was not sure about her own desires.

“Don’t you want that too?” he asked.

She started to say yes t