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Cori didn’t answer, just stared down at her hands. How could she shut off her emotions like that?

“You got your thrills with me and paid the price.” Purposefully, he pushed. “What? I’m not even good enough for an explanation?”

Her head shot up, eyes shadowed in the moonlight. “Good enough?”

“Don’t pretend. I was just the field hand to you. A distraction you couldn’t tell your family about.” He struggled to slow down, but the words came out anyway. “Was it fun to slum around? Was it thrilling enough for you? Was it?” Blake grabbed Cori’s shoulders, needing her to admit she’d used him. “Are you ready for another dip on the wild side?”

Instead of waiting for an answer, he brought his mouth down on hers. A second later Blake jumped back to his side of the truck.

What had he done?