That was what he thought was coming.
He still knew better.
“The minute you opened the door to me, you took a stepback,” he bit out.
“That’s because you’re enormous, Mo.There’s a lot of you.”
On that, she advanced again.
Mo took another step back.
She stopped.
But she didn’t stop talking.
“Now let me share my first reaction to seeing your facethrough the peephole, something you didn’t witness, and the exact time Idecided I was pretty sure I wasgonnawant you tojump me.Okay, I’ll admit, the amount of you took me by surprise, but in no waywas I withdrawing because I didn’t like what I saw, or I feared it.It was justsurprise followed closely with the desire to climb you all the way to the top.”
Shit, fuck, he couldn’t listen to her talking this way.
“Lottie—”
She took another step forward.
He took a step back, hit her coffee table and began to skirtit.
She stopped so he stopped.
“You were a dick to me, Mo.”
Fuck.
He knew they’d get there.
He just didn’t want to be there because she was right.
He’d been a dick.
“I thought you were playing games,” he explained.
“You didn’t keep that secret,” she reminded him.
“I also needed you to back off.”
“You didn’t keep that secret either.”
“So how about you remember I need you to back off?”hesuggested.
“No way in hell,” she returned.
“Lottie, listen—”
She advanced again, he retreated, and she didn’t stop untilhis calves hit couch and there was nowhere to go.
Which meant she got in his space but didn’t touch him.
But her in his space was bad enough.
Christ.
