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I smacked at Cole’s chest, but he had literally swept me off my feet, so I wasn’t able to get away from him without risking falling to the ground. Instead, I turned my face to the side and said, “Eww. Stop it.”
Cole reluctantly placed me back on my feet, but he kept his paw possessively around my shoulder. I tried to wiggle away, but he had a firm grasp on me.
“Let the lady go,” Grant said in a low voice that I’d only ever heard him use against villains in his movies.
“She’s with me,” Cole spat, before goading Grant, “Besides, what are you going to do about it, roll over my toes?”
“I most certainly am not with you, nor will I ever be,” I said firmly before extricating myself from the rude man’s grasp.
Once I backed out of the way, Grant wheeled closer to him. “Want to see w
