He just grinned like the arrogant ass he was, holding up a finger. “Shhh.”
I rolled my eyes. “No, don’t ‘shhh’ me. Get off me before I—”
“I saw the way you were looking at him last night,” he interrupted, his tone dripping with sarcasm.
My mouth opened, but no words came out. s**t. Was it that obvious? I turned my head, trying to avoid his smug stare. “I don’t know what the hell you’re talking about,” I muttered, my voice unconvincing as hell.
“Sure you don’t.” He let out a low laugh, leaning in a little closer. “Relax, Crystal. Your little secret’s safe with me.” And just like that, he was gone, disappearing as suddenly as he’d appeared, leaving me breathless and pissed off.
What the hell was his deal? Did he have to slam me against the wall just to deliver that cryptic little messag
