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revolved around sex. Sex with her. Sex with her wearing those tall, strappy shoes and nothing else but his
body.
You know I have tried to be nice to you. I have tried to be friends. I have tried everything within my
power to make it so that we could still be cordial to one another. But you and your stubborn far-too-
oversized pride has prevented that. So tell me why, now, at this very minute, I should give a rat s ass if you
care if I m upset or not? You didn t care all those years ago. Why the hell do you care now?
Me and my stubborn pride? Brent couldn t believe it. They were picking up right where they d left
off. Fighting. They used to fight, every couple did, but those fights had usually ended in a much more
desirable way him on top of her, her on top of him, him behind her.
Yeah, you and your stubborn pride. Funny, I never thought your pride could be bigger than your ego,
but I guess I was wrong.
My ego?
Yes, your ego. Is there an echo in here? Did I stutter when I spoke?
Darlin , I don t think this conversation is on the path you want it to be. If I were you, I d stop now
before you get your tender feelings hurt. He retreated just a step. He should have known better than to
follow her. He should have stayed away. It would have been better for them both.
What the hell is that supposed to mean? My tender feelings? With each step Brent took backwards,
Peyton closed the distance. If she wanted a fight, he wasn t in the mood to give her one.
You know what I m talking about. I hurt your feelings that night, that last night, and instead of
waiting around until things cooled off, you ran as fast and as hard as you could in a different direction. That
way just happened to be Carter s.
Brent could see her temper flaring. Her chest heaved, causing her breasts to do the same. Her nostrils
flared as her breath became choppy and erratic. He wondered how long it would take her to retaliate. He
didn t have to wait long.
I m sorry I didn t dig a hole and bury myself away from the world long enough for you decide that
you wanted to play with me again. I waited for things to cool off and for you to realize what an ass you
were being. Did you want me to wait forever? Was that what your pride needed, a little pick-me-up? She
advanced on him.
You pushed me away, she said as she planted her hands on his chest and pushed his body. It wasn t
a hard nudge, but he took a step back. You pushed me out. She shoved at his shoulders this time. You
shut me out. She prodded again. You shut me out of your life. She pushed him again. You shut me out
of your mind. She pushed and prodded him again and again. And you shut me out of your heart.
Brent had had enough. He jerked the door of the tack room open and backed her into the small dark
room. It smelt of leather, hay and Peyton sugary and sweet.
It was his turn to push. He pressed her against a wall and anchored her body there with his and
gripped her wrists with one of his hands just in case she decided to sink her nails into any part of his body.
His lips were a breath away from hers when he said in a low, husky voice, I might have shut you out
that night, but I never shut you out for good. You did that the minute you traded me in for my best friend.
He felt her breath hitch beneath her chest.
The movement caused her breasts to rub against the material of his shirt and jacket. Even through the
thick double layer of material, he felt her nipples harden and pucker. He felt the weight of her breasts
resting heavily on his chest. He felt everything. The swell of them, their firmness, their heat and their state
of arousal.
Is that what bothers you so bad? That it was Carter who took your place? Or does it bother you that I
didn t shut my heart and my life down just because you didn t want me anymore? I m sorry I didn t swear
off all men and life in general until you decided you were ready to want me again. She moved to break
their connection, but he wouldn t let her.
She struggled a little more, but her struggles were lacking in determination. Brent wondered if she
really wanted him to let her go or if she only thought she did.
I never stopped wanting you.
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