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Moving on from the disappointment of Wolf not stopping me, I get comfortable. I get out of my jeans and sneakers, loosen the knot in Wolf’s t-shirt, and bundle my hair on my head in a messy bun. My hangover has completely left me and I decide to have a glass of wine and relax. A knock at my door has me putting down the glass and moving toward it. Storm sent a message earlier, saying she would be stopping by later to check on me. I don’t check the peephole but fling the door open, expecting to find her on the other side. Instead, Wolf stands there staring at me. His gaze scans me from top to toe before a mask of rage covers his face. He propels me back into the apartment, shutting the door behind him with the heel of his boot before he crowds me against the wall.
“Do you always answer the door half fucking naked?”
His voice is a low growl that causes goosebumps to pop up along my arms. “Huh?”
I know what he’s asking, but having him this close to me has fried my brain.
“Or were you expecting someone else?” He stares deep into my eyes as he waits for an answer.
“Who do you think I would be expecting?” Goading him probably isn’t the best idea, but at this moment, it’s all I have.
“Justice? Or perhaps whoever taught you how to ride on a bike?”
A burst of laughter leaves me. When it comes to this man, I rarely react the way I’m supposed to.
“Justice? Sure, he’s cute and all, but he just turned eighteen. That wouldn’t work for me. As for the riding, he won’t be coming around again.”
“So, you simply walk around half-naked and open the door without even checking first?”
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