"I know you f*****g want me, Rio." He tells me and I shake my head.
"I don't want you! I have a boyfriend!"
He scoffs.
"It didn't look like that when you were grinding your tiny butt on me earlier."
"I don't want you, Malcolm. Okay!" I snap.
"That doesn't make me want you less," he says, straddling me.
I glare at him and I panic.
He has an evil gleam on his face and a devilish grin on his lips, and he is glaring down at me like he is going to rip me apart.
It's like humanity suddenly snapped out of him and I can't believe he is the same guy I was laughing with a few minutes ago.
I don't know how or when he changed from the sweet flirty guy to a beast, or when his sweet dimpled smile changed into an ugly glare.
"What is wrong with you, Malcolm!"
"My name is not Malcolm by the w
