But what Quinn doesn’t understand is, why she allowed Christopher to grope her in a supply closet?
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He leaned in farther, pinning my back to the wall, as his face hovered over mine. “You can keep telling that to yourself sweetheart, but we both know under that beautiful exterior, there is a hungry beast inside that would stop at nothing to get what she wants.”
Christopher swept his nose over my face and inhaled; I almost lost it. I hated what he did to me and I fought to keep from grabbing him closer and dry humping him raw right there on the floor of the elevator. When the demon breathed out, the most intoxicating spell came over me.
Christopher pulled back and looked into my eyes. “You can’t blame me for going after what I want.”
He pulled away and hit the elevator button, starting it up again. We both stood there, looking at each other, but saying nothing until the door opened on Christopher’s floor.
As he stepped out, and before the door closed, he turned to me. “Eventually we are going to want the same thing.”