Reflected in You(113)

My fingertips drummed into the armrest.


"You lied to his mother.


Why?" He returned to the other side of his desk, putting the furniture between us.


"Did he tell you that?" "No.


I'm figuring this out as I go.


Hypothetically speaking, why would you lie about the results of an exam?" "I wouldn't.


You need to leave."


"Oh, come on."


I sat back and crossed my legs.


"I expect more from you.


Where are the assertions that Gideon is a soulless monster bent on corrupting the women of the world?" "I've done my due diligence and warned you."


His gaze was hard, his lip curled in a sneer.


He wasn't quite so handsome anymore.


"If you continue to throw your life away, there's nothing I can do about it."


"I'm going to figure it out.


I just needed to see your face.


I had to know if I was right."


"You're not.


Cross was never a patient of mine."


"Semantics - his mother consulted you.


And while you go about your days seething over the fact that your wife fell in love with him, think about what you did to a small child who needed help."


My voice took on an edge as anger surged.


I couldn't think about what had happened to Gideon without wanting to do serious violence to anyone who contributed to his pain.


I uncrossed my legs and stood.


"What happened between him and your wife happened between two consenting adults.


What happened to him as a child was a crime and how you contributed to that is a travesty."


"Get out."


"My pleasure."


I yanked the door open and nearly ran into Gideon, who'd been leaning against the wall just outside the office.


His hand encircled my upper arm, but his gaze was on Dr.


Lucas, icy with fury and hatred.


"Stay away from her," he said harshly.


Lucas's smile was filled with malice.


"She came to me."


Gideon's returning smile made me shiver.


"You see her coming, I suggest you run in the opposite direction."


"Funny.


That's the advice I gave her in regard to you."


I flipped the good doctor the bird.


Snorting, Gideon caught my hand and pulled me back down the hall.


"What is it with you and giving people the finger?" "What? It's a classic."


"You can't just barge in here!" the receptionist snapped as we passed the counter.


He glanced at her.


"You can cancel that call to security, we're leaving."


We exited out to the corridor.


"Did Angus tattle on me?" I muttered, trying to pry my arm free.


"No.


Stop wriggling.


All the cars have GPS tracking."


"You're a nut job.


You know that?" He stabbed the elevator button and glared at me.


"I am? What about you? You're all over the place.


My mother.


Corinne.


Goddamned Lucas.


What the f*ck are you doing, Eva?" "It's none of your business."


I lifted my chin.


"We broke up, remember?" His jaw tightened.


He stood there in his suit, looking so polished and urbane, while radiating a wild, feverish energy.


The contrast between what I saw when I looked at him and what I felt goaded my hunger.


I loved that I got to have the man inside the suit.


Every delicious, untameable inch of him.


The car arrived and we stepped inside.


Excitement sizzled through me.


He'd come after me.


That made me so hot.


He shoved an elevator key into the control panel and I groaned.


"Is there anything you don't own in New York?" He was on me in an instant, one hand in my hair and the other on my ass, his mouth on mine in a violent kiss.


He wasted no time, his tongue thrusting between my lips, plunging deep and hard.


I moaned and gripped his waist, pushing onto my tiptoes to deepen the contact.


His teeth sank into my lower lip with enough force to hurt.


"You think you can say a few words and end us? There is no end, Eva."


He flattened me into the side of the car.


I was pinned by six feet, two inches of violently aroused male.


"I miss you," I whispered, grabbing his ass and urging him harder against me.Gideon groaned.


"Angel."


He was kissing me: deep, shamelessly desperate kisses that made my toes curl in my pumps.


"What are you doing?" he breathed.


"You're going around, stirring up everything."