Page 51 of A Discovery: Love and Other Things
Shoes crunched on the ground behind me. I knew who it was from the intentional steps.
My concentration remained fixed on the wall in front of me, my flashlight propped on the utility table shedding steady light on my subject of study.
Debris snapped under his shifting weight and I felt his heated stare on my neck, but I didn’t address his presence.
“Did you talk to him?” The arrogance in his tone sent my eyes rolling so hard in my head that they were seriously in danger of sticking, if Mom’s lifelong theory were to be believed.
I wasn’t turning around until he fixed his attitude. I had done nothing wrong, and I wasn’t going to encourage his behavior.
“Hello to you, too,Dr. Campbell.”
“Did you talk to him?” he growled again.
I pretended to write something so very important in my notebook that I couldn’t possibly tear my attention from it. “Talk to whom?”
“Sanura,” he hissed.
“James,” I hissed back.
His fingers dug into my elbow as he spun me around. Wild eyes burned in the dim lighting. “Don’t do that.”
I pulled my arm from his grasp. “Do what?”
“Act like a child.”
The laugh that cracked from my chest sounded slightly manic. “You’re the one slamming tools because you can’t control your jealousy, and I’m the child?” I kept my voice low, though I wanted to scream at the top of my lungs. The last thing I needed was for the rest of the team to run in here from all the commotion.
“He was touching you.”
“Correction: he was touching myhair.” I admit the move had been mildly flirtatious, but I wasn’t about to say that to Mr. Irrational.
“According to the internship ethics committee, no man is allowed to touch a woman unless he’s married to her.”
He had to be kidding. “Asshole, you weren’t too worried about ethics when your dick was balls-deep in my pussy in a study room only twenty feet away from the dean’s office.”
James took a large step toward me, but I pulled away. “Don’t come closer.”
“So now you don’t want me near you?” he said huskily. He took another unwanted step.
I stepped backward again, desperate to keep space between us. “Not when you’re acting like this.”
“Kitten, if you don’t like my behavior, you only have yourself to blame, because you drive me fucking mad.”
I took another step back, and my ass bumped into the fold-out utility table behind me. “You’re fucking insane.”
“That’s right, beautiful. Insane for you.” He’d cornered me. He dipped his head, and I felt his warm breath on my neck.
I took a fortifying breath, unwilling to let lust sway me so easily. “You need to trust me.”
His fingers teased the neckline of my sweaty T-shirt. “I trust you, but I don’t trusthim.”
“Didn’t you select him as your intern?” He knew more about Felipe than Felipe probably even knew about himself from the extensive background check that we had all been required to submit to before selection.
Instead of replying, he dropped his gaze. His tongue swiped over his bottom lip as his hungry eyes raked over my chest.
“I told him, not that I owe you an explanation.”
James pried my notebook and pen out of my hands and tossed them aside. His nuzzled my sweaty neck, licking my skin. “You must have broken his little pretty-boy heart.”
