Our bodies are sandwiched together, and before I can stop him, he’s grabbing my wrist and pinning it to the wall, his other hand pulling my robe open and reaching down toward my panties. His fingers graze me there, and it sends a shiver down my spine.
“You don’t need to pretend anymore,” he says huskily. “Can’t we just be glad it happened?”
Biting my lip, I finally meet his gaze, and there’s a flicker of something in his eyes—desire, longing, and maybe a hint of frustration.
“Stop,” I murmur, my voice pleading. But the word sounds hollow even to my own ears.
He pulls his hand away, but only a little. I’m still sandwiched between him and the wall. My wolf is urging me to pull him back, to let him take me right here in the hallway, but I know I shouldn’t.
“We shouldn’t have done that last night,” I finally manage, swallowing.
Karl tilts his head, his expression curious. “Explain.”
I take a deep breath, trying to gather my thoughts. “My restaurant is taking off, and I need to focus on that,” I say. “And you... you have your responsibilities as an Alpha. We’re in two different worlds, Karl.”
He chuckles softly, his eyes never leaving mine. “You’re right, Abby,” he says, reaching up to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. “We are in two different worlds. But that doesn’t mean we can’t find a way to be together.”
I’m taken aback by his words. “What are you saying?” I murmur.
Karl reaches out and gently cups my cheek, his touch tender. “I’m saying that, maybe for now, we could just be... casual,” he suggests, his eyes searching mine. “No commitments, no expectations. Just... whatever feels right.”
I blink up at him, my mind whirling with possibilities. I never expected him to be so understanding, so willing to adapt to my circumstances. This isn’t at all like the old Karl I used to know.
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