"Then don't you touch me either."
I pushed at him, but he didn't shift an inch.
"Owen, what happened between us was just one night. What exactly are you looking for here?"
"Let me do it one more time... so we're even."
I just stared at him, completely stunned.
How could he say something like that with a perfectly straight face?
Online he comes off like he doesn't care about any of this at all, but in person he has absolutely zero shame.
"Get lost."
Owen caught my wrist, then slipped one hand right down inside the neckline of my top.
"Just checking if the marks have faded yet."
"Don't... stop."
Before I knew what was happening, I was stuck there, helpless, while that infuriating man leaned in and did exactly what he wanted.
My toes curled tight, and by the end, he'd left me with
