much as I did, and damn if she didn’t miss me as much as I missed her. “It wasn’t like that, Ryan. But you won’t listen to me, which is why I won’t even bother to discuss it. You just flew across the world to see me, so excuse me if bickering over something so petty isn’t at the top of my list of priorities at the moment.”
“He was touching you. The same guy I heard you with on the phone that night. He wants you.”
“So what if he does? What are you going to do about it?” She gritted her teeth and her jaw muscles clenched beneath my fingers. “You’re around women...beautiful women all the time now. I saw the news this morning, too. Saw the same tabloid story Will was talking about. This is about to be our life—my life—24 hours a day, seven days a week from now on. And you freak out over one co-worker—who I’ll never see again after June, thank you very much—and his harmless crush?!” Suddenly her hands grasped my shoulders and she shoved me back, pinning me to the opposite wall. Her fingers dug into the thin material of my shirt, her eyes fiery lava. “I should be the one interrogating you, Mr. I Knocked Some Brunette Up. You’re being ridiculous!”
“It’s a bullshit story, and you know it.”
“Do I? You were with many women before me, Ryan. If you want me to take you at your word and trust your claim, then I expect the same courtesy.”
“This guy obviously feels comfortable enough to put his hands on you. Was that the first time, what I saw tonight?” I knocked her hands from my shoulders and pinned them behind her, lunging forward to spin her around again so she was facing the wall and at my mercy. I wrenched her arms tighter behind her, pressing my erection into the small of her back. “Tell me, Kate. Was that the first time he touched you?”
“Yes, you stubborn jackass!” She whimpered when I rocked against her, her eyelids fluttering shut. Her cheek was smashed against the wall, head facing to the side.
I wanted to lick every inch of her.
I settled for leaning in and biting her earlobe. She yelped, eyelids snapping open wide. “You swear it.”
“He flirts with me, that’s all.”
I bit her ear again and growled. “Wrong answer, Kate.”
“Is there ever a right answer with you, Ryan?”
“Turn around and get on your knees.”
“Like hell!” she scoffed. “You get on your damn knees.”
Fuck, she was playing with fire. “Tempting, but I need to remind you who you belong to.”
A defiant smile graced her lips. “I bet Will would get on his knees.”
She knew she had me.
My entire body went rigid, and I stared at her, momentarily in disbelief. I’m sure it was the exact reaction she was aiming for. She squealed as I pulled her from the wall, keeping her wrists locked tight in my hand, and guided her down the hall into the kitchen area. Just as I was about to bend her over the counter and fuck her senseless, she snaked out of my grip and darted around the small island to reach for the kitchen cabinet.
“Kate...get over here.”
She grabbed a glass from the cabinet, shifting it back and forth between both hands, tongue rolling over her teeth. She was daring me to step closer. “Who I belong to?”
I ripped my tie from my neck, my fingers making quick work of my shirt buttons. “You know what I mean.”
“You don’t own me.”
“No, but you do belong to me.”
The glass she was toying with took flight and whizzed past my head, hitting the wall and shattering behind me. I ducked, shielding myself from the sharp shards. “Shit, Kate! What the hell?”
Another glass flew toward me and I jumped to the left, my eyes following it as it splintered into pieces across the room. “How does it feel, Ryan?” She smiled smugly, turning to the counter to snatch a handful of sugar from the sugar jar next. She hurled the white stuff toward me, sending me into a cloud of sticky sweetness. “When I overreact and throw a tantrum? Frustrating, isn’t
“He was touching you. The same guy I heard you with on the phone that night. He wants you.”
“So what if he does? What are you going to do about it?” She gritted her teeth and her jaw muscles clenched beneath my fingers. “You’re around women...beautiful women all the time now. I saw the news this morning, too. Saw the same tabloid story Will was talking about. This is about to be our life—my life—24 hours a day, seven days a week from now on. And you freak out over one co-worker—who I’ll never see again after June, thank you very much—and his harmless crush?!” Suddenly her hands grasped my shoulders and she shoved me back, pinning me to the opposite wall. Her fingers dug into the thin material of my shirt, her eyes fiery lava. “I should be the one interrogating you, Mr. I Knocked Some Brunette Up. You’re being ridiculous!”
“It’s a bullshit story, and you know it.”
“Do I? You were with many women before me, Ryan. If you want me to take you at your word and trust your claim, then I expect the same courtesy.”
“This guy obviously feels comfortable enough to put his hands on you. Was that the first time, what I saw tonight?” I knocked her hands from my shoulders and pinned them behind her, lunging forward to spin her around again so she was facing the wall and at my mercy. I wrenched her arms tighter behind her, pressing my erection into the small of her back. “Tell me, Kate. Was that the first time he touched you?”
“Yes, you stubborn jackass!” She whimpered when I rocked against her, her eyelids fluttering shut. Her cheek was smashed against the wall, head facing to the side.
I wanted to lick every inch of her.
I settled for leaning in and biting her earlobe. She yelped, eyelids snapping open wide. “You swear it.”
“He flirts with me, that’s all.”
I bit her ear again and growled. “Wrong answer, Kate.”
“Is there ever a right answer with you, Ryan?”
“Turn around and get on your knees.”
“Like hell!” she scoffed. “You get on your damn knees.”
Fuck, she was playing with fire. “Tempting, but I need to remind you who you belong to.”
A defiant smile graced her lips. “I bet Will would get on his knees.”
She knew she had me.
My entire body went rigid, and I stared at her, momentarily in disbelief. I’m sure it was the exact reaction she was aiming for. She squealed as I pulled her from the wall, keeping her wrists locked tight in my hand, and guided her down the hall into the kitchen area. Just as I was about to bend her over the counter and fuck her senseless, she snaked out of my grip and darted around the small island to reach for the kitchen cabinet.
“Kate...get over here.”
She grabbed a glass from the cabinet, shifting it back and forth between both hands, tongue rolling over her teeth. She was daring me to step closer. “Who I belong to?”
I ripped my tie from my neck, my fingers making quick work of my shirt buttons. “You know what I mean.”
“You don’t own me.”
“No, but you do belong to me.”
The glass she was toying with took flight and whizzed past my head, hitting the wall and shattering behind me. I ducked, shielding myself from the sharp shards. “Shit, Kate! What the hell?”
Another glass flew toward me and I jumped to the left, my eyes following it as it splintered into pieces across the room. “How does it feel, Ryan?” She smiled smugly, turning to the counter to snatch a handful of sugar from the sugar jar next. She hurled the white stuff toward me, sending me into a cloud of sticky sweetness. “When I overreact and throw a tantrum? Frustrating, isn’t
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