The Dare Collection October 2018. Nicola Marsh

licking?” she asked, and she wasn’t managing to keep herself calm and expressionless any longer. She could hear it in her voice and had no idea what was on her face. What felt revolutionary was that she didn’t care. “You’re the one who threw me out. Because I had the temerity to worry about your emotions, if I recall correctly. Not a mistake I plan to make again.”

      “That’s the trouble,” Thor threw at her. “I don’t make mistakes and I don’t have feelings.”

      “People don’t generally track other people down in coffeehouses to shout at them about things they don’t feel.”

      He looked as if she’d hit him. And she watched as he took one of those big fists and tapped it against the center of his chest.

      “I don’t want to feel this, Margot,” he thundered at her. “I don’t want to feel any of this. I don’t want you inside me, so deep I don’t remember my own damned name.”