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“s**t. He’s coming over here. He looks mad as hell, too.” Lionel spoke under his breath and my gaze snapped upwards, right at the time Arthur stopped in front of us.
I glared at him, “Yes? What is it?”
His gaze fell onto my thighs, and then he reluctantly dragged those hungry eyes back to my face.
“Tell him to step away from my thighs.” Arthur said, his voice sizzling with rage. I looked around. Hold on a second… his thighs?
“I’m sorry?”
He nodded and repeated, “I said, I want him away from my thighs.”
I burst out laughing. I tried to help myself. Okay, truthfully, I didn’t really. All eyes in this section turned to my direction and a few murmurs broke out, but I didn’t stop laughing for a second there. He stood above me, his expression still as unreadable as it was from the
