Pink Ice by Carolina Soto Page B

me, he will lose interest.”
                  “Then you are not as smart as everyone thinks.” She had my hands in hers, and didn’t want to let me go. “If you see that boy’s eyes when he looks at you, you’ll know he is crazy about you, Katherine.”
                  Wow, I liked Claudia, I liked her a lot. She put my hands over the chopping block and motioned me to continue with my task. Before I could reply, Dylan came to the kitchen. “So you can act like a lady, doll.”
                  What the fuck Berkeley! “I never said I couldn’t.”
                  “You never showed you could.” He was coming to hold me and I just backed away with ‘I’m going to chop off your balls’ eyes. Claudia had prevented two murders in that kitchen, because the only reason why I was not stabbing Blue Eyes was Claudia, and maybe those abs.
                  I put my hand in front of me not letting him approach me. “Where’s Michelle?”
                  When he noticed I was not letting him come to me, his eyes became sharp and threatening. We were not making a scene in front of Claudia, but we were losing it. “She had problems with her dress and she is getting it fixed.” He grabbed my good wrist with more strength than necessary. “Are you ready to leave?” He didn’t even wait for my answer before pulling me in front of him.
                  “Aren’t you eating here?” Claudia was oblivious to our exchange.
                  “No Claudia, thank you for everything. We’ll see you tomorrow.” I couldn’t even say goodbye, he dragged me to a beautiful black Jaguar and opened the door for me. Max was not waiting for us, so I had no way out.
                  As soon as we were in the car, he took my chin in his hand and made me look at him, wanting answers for my dark mood.
                  “So I am not a lady, asshole!?” Yes, the comment was shitty, but he was really paying on Tamara’s half, no, he was not going to know about it though.
                  “Oh God, I was just kidding!”
                  “Were you Dylan? You are a jerk! If you don’t like the way I am just leave me alone!”
                  He manhandled me and put me over his lap, I didn’t even know how he managed to do that, but my knickers were wet by the display. “Don’t.”
                  “What?”
                  He was getting angry at me, yes I was being a bitch, but he had exposed me to that stupid witch that had no respect for us at all. “You are not going to pick a fight with me just because you are scared of this!” He kissed me hard and bit my lip just to prove his point. “Now get in your seat so I can take you home.”
                  “You can’t bite me every time I am angry.”
                  “The hell I can. I can and I will bite you whenever I want, so get used to it.” He crazy drove, and looked sexy as hell while doing it, wetter knickers, in case you were wondering. No, ladies don’t discuss those things, yes, this guy was making me forget about any lady manners. You didn’t have manners to begin with!
                  We arrived to the most beautiful building with a perfect view of the river. The Trump Towers. “Close your eyes.”
                  “Too early for kinky stuff, Berkeley. I am not closing my eyes.”
                  “Close your eyes.” He was not messing around, that voice made me shiver in a scared, horny way.
                  “I am going to close them, because I want to close them, not because you want me to.” With a frustrating brat attitude, I crossed my arms over my chest and closed my eyes. Soon I heard his door being closed, mine being opened, he released the belt and carried me. Without thinking I opened my eyes. “What the