Page 89 of His to Seduce
“How’d you get the scar, Camden?”
She jerked in my hold like I’d been the one to give it to her, but I squeezed her tighter against me, held her in place with my hand on her hip and her scar, silently begging her to give me everything she had.
“I told you.” Pain laced her strained voice. “It was an accident.”
“What kind of accident? And how could it be so bad that you won’t tell me?”
Her hands hit my chest and she shoved herself up, launching off my body and out of my grasp. Jumping to my feet, I followed her, standing close by while she paced.
She forced her hands through her hair and stared at me, and her tormented expression made me want to stop.
I couldn’t.
I loved her too much to allow her to be in so much pain, even when I was currently the one causing it.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Doing what?” I asked innocently. “Trying to get to know you?”
“You know me better than anyone.”
“Not anyone.” I stepped forward slowly. My chest ached when she jumped two steps back. Away from me. “The person who knows where you got that scar and how you got it knows you more.”
Her face crumpled and she shook her head violently. Her hands began trembling as she wrapped them around her waist. “Why? Why are you doing this?” She repeated the question, dazed. Her eyes barely focused on me as she built her walls back up, brick by brick.
“Why won’t you tell me?” My words were a hammer, pummeling through her walls as she tried to erect them.
“Stop!” She buried her face in her hands as she cried. Her shoulders shook as she fought through the pain, or succumbed to it. “I don’t understand. You said you’d be patient. It was an accident, and I don’t like talking about it. Can’t you see that?”
I saw it clearly.
Throwing myself on the altar, knowing I was about to get burned, I did it anyway. I closed the distance between us, three quick strides, until she’d backed herself against a wall. My hands settled next to her head, boxing her in.
“It’s difficult to be patient when the woman I love is in so much pain, Camden.”
Her chest heaved and her eyes snapped up to mine. “What?”
“You heard me.” I licked my lips, leaned forward, and brushed my mouth over her cheek to her ear. I’d revel in the way her body shivered at my touch another time. In the fact that even when hiding from me, she was still so easily affected by me. “I love you.”
