Lover Reborn (Black Dagger Brotherhood 10)

After that, he didn't say anything else. He just stood there with that tense body and those hard eyes, staring at her as if he had never seen her before.

"Where are your thoughts?" she asked quietly.

He shook his head from side to side. "You don't want to know. "

"Yes, I do. "

"I think I've been fooling myself all these months. "

As she felt the shivering from the shower return, she knew the cause was not a temperature imbalance in her bones. Not anymore. "How so. "

"Now isn't the time for this. "

As he turned to go, she had the very clear sense that she was not going to see him again. Ever.

"Tohr," she said in a rough voice. "There was no manipulation on my part - you need to believe that. I didn't want you to service me - I would never put you through that. "

After a moment, he looked over his shoulder, his eyes dead. "You know what? Fuck all that. It's almost worse that you didn't want me in here with you. Because the other option is that you're mentally ill. "

"I beg your pardon. " Autumn frowned. "And I am utterly sane. "

"No, you're not. If you were, you wouldn't have chosen to put yourself through that - "

"I just didn't want the drugs. Your extrapolation is extreme - "

"Oh, yeah? Well, brace yourself, you're really not going to like my next conclusion. I'm beginning to think you're with me to punish yourself. "

She recoiled so sharply, her neck cracked again. "I most certainly am not - "

"What better way to steep yourself in misery than to be with a male who loves someone else. "

"That is not why I'm with you. "

"How would you know, Autumn. You've been making a martyr out of yourself for centuries. You've been a servant, a maid, a laundress - and you've been fucking me for the last few months - which brings us back to my point about clinical insanity - "

"How dare you judge my inner convictions," she hissed. "You know nothing of what I think or feel!"

"Bullshit. You're in love with me. " He pivoted to face her and put up his palm to stop her commenting. "Don't bother denying it - you tell me in your sleep every day. So let's build a case. You clearly like to punish yourself. And you know damn well the only reason I'm with you is to get Wellsie out of the In Between. So don't I just fit your pattern to a T - "

"Get out," she snapped. "Get out of here. "

"What - you don't want me to stay so you can make it hurt so good some more?"

"You bastard. "

"You got that right. I've been using you, and the only person it's working for is you - God knows it's gotten me nowhere. The good news is that this whole thing" - he gestured back and forth between them - "is going to give you a terrific excuse to torture yourself even longer - Oh, don't bother with the denials. That symphath was your fault. I'm your fault. The weight of the world is all your fault, because you enjoy being the victim - "

"Get out!" she screamed.

"You know, the whole indignant routine is a little hard to take seriously, considering you spent the last twelve hours suffering - "

"Get out!"

" - when you didn't have to. "

She threw the first thing within reach at him - the soda can. But his reflexes were so good, he just caught it in his big hand. . . and then walked it right back over to the rolling table.

"You might as well own the fact that you're a masochist. " He set the thing down with deliberate finesse, as if he were daring her to pitch it at him again. "And I've been your drug of choice lately. But I'm not doing that anymore. . . and neither are you, at least not with me. This shit between us. . . it's not healthy for me. It's not healthy for you. And it's all we are together. All we'll ever have. " He cursed low and hard. "Look, I'm sorry, Autumn. For the whole fucking thing - I'm really sorry. I should have stopped this long ago, long before it went as far as it did - and all I can do to make it right is to end it right now. " He shook his head, his eyes growing haunted. "I was part of you self-destructing once, and I remember all too well the blisters that came from digging your grave. I'm not doing that again. I can't. You will always have my sympathy for everything you've been through, but I've got my own shit to deal with. "