“It was the most fun I’ve had in a long time too,” I admitted. “And yeah, I liked the parts where we were being friends just as much as I liked the sex. Maybe more.”
His gaze softened. “I don’t know how to be in a relationship. I barely know anything about women in general. My mom wasn’t exactly a great teacher.”
“That much is pretty obvious. Your teenage self even thought that fucking other women while I could hear would help you get over me. I’m sure all it did was make you imagine fuckingme.”
“That’s accurate.”
“For the record, if you ever try that again, I will literally claw your balls off your body. Maybe I’ll rip your piercings out afterward, too.”
“Is that a promise?”
“Yeah, but don’t get all kinky about it,” I warned.
Bo laughed—a rumbly, full-body laugh.
It was ridiculously attractive, and made me warm.
“I fucking love you, Mads.”
“You can’t say shit like that,” I said, though my heartbeat picked up and my face heated.
“Why not?” He leaned closer. “Do you like hearing it?”
“You don’t mean it.”
“Sure I do.”
“You admitted last night that you have no idea whether or not what you feel for me is love,” I argued.
“The way I feel about you is more intense than anything else I’ve ever felt. It has to be love, doesn’t it?” he countered.
“No! It could be…” I searched for something to say.
Anything at all would’ve worked, but I couldn’t come up with a damn thing.
“Something else,” I finally said.
“Like what?” Bo called my bluff.
“I don’t know. Hatred?”
“I definitely don’t hate you, Madi.”
“Well it can’t be love.” I let out a puff of air.
“Why can’t it?”
“I don’t know. It just can’t.”
“What would be different if it was love?”
Bo’s eyes were gleaming. The look was almost wicked.
He had me, and he knew it.
“You wouldn’t have been able to let the skulk take me back to the alpha,” I said.
“You think if I loved you, I would’ve gotten us both killed rather than let them take you to his mansion for eighteen hours?”
