"Fuck it, Saige. I want you."
He had fought hard against his urge to kiss her. He had restrained his desire to hold her. He had tried his best to stay away.
But he could not deny it anymore. Despite everything that happened in their past, nothing had changed. He wanted this woman still. He coveted her badly.
"No!" She whispered, seemingly stunned by his declaration. "Do you think this is a joke? A minute ago, you were accusing me of espionage. Now, you..." She pushed hard on his chest, but he did not budge.
He could understand her reaction. Like her, he was also sending mixed signals. One minute, he was cold, then he would suddenly go hot.
But in his defense, his mind did not seem to have control of his body. He did not like it, but he could hardly do anything about it.
"Of course not. It is not a joking matter. My feelings for you haven't changed. I still could not trust you. I still don't wish to be married to you, but..."
