Chapter 20: The Woman Hater

TW: TALK OF S*XUAL ASSAULT

ELLIE

I couldn’t deny that I liked the way Cohen’s shoulder brushed up against mine occasionally as we breathed or laughed.

After spilling my guts to him, the conversation seemed to flow easily. Finally, I gathered the courage to ask the question I’d been wondering for what felt like forever.

“Do you hate me, or all women?”

Cohen frowned and stared down at his knees. “It’s not just you. I don’t have a good history with women.”

“Can you explain it to me a little? I’d like to know why you are the way you are.”

Cohen’s eyes met mine and in his I could see a hell of a lot of hate and hurt in his dark gaze.