Tossing the hoodie to the ground, he shoves me to the wall. It was a miracle we hadn't stumbled into any of the cleaning materials clattered on the floor in the dark. In all honesty, couldn't care less if we did. Beck in front of me had a feral look in his eyes, but he didn't scare me. Oddly enough, I wasn't scared of him.
"Did you really think I was gonna tell on you?" It was a serious question, but the way he said it was low, deep, sultry, that my mind went into a haze again just like the way it did when he pinned me up against his car.
I try to keep my breath even in hopes he wouldn't notice how much effect he has on me. "With knowing you at such little span of time? I expected you to plaster my face while slandering my name in a huge tarpaulin and a witty ass slogan in front of the s
