"And what do you think is the answer? Why are you in my bed?" I could hear the clicking of my jaw as I ground my teeth together.
"You've wanted me there for a while, and even though I piss you off all the time, you got carried away with everything that is happening and invited me into your bed." Yes. That was it.
"Inviting you to bed to fuck you is one thing, Mia," he snapped, harshly. "But you are still here..." I quirked my brow at him. "Oh, Mia," he whispered... "You are too distrusting. Why do you not understand? Is it so difficult?"
"Yes, Anthony."
"Do you trust me?" he asked, sincerity clear in his eyes.
