The silence between them turned heavy. Neither said a word, just glared and dark gazes. Ixora had no idea what he was thinking, but whatever it was... she was glad his ego had been hurt. Exactly what she wanted.
He can't have his way with her every time he wants. She's not his puppet.
Drexton's body pressed harder as if he was trying to join their bodies together.
"I'm going to make you wish you never said that," he whispered, releasing her hand and knees.
He placed one hand on the wall, caging her in between.
Ixora blinked rapidly, clueless about the thoughts running through his head.
"W..."
He cut her shut, pressing his palm on the belly button.
Ixora looked around, her breath turning raspy. They were outside, and anybody could come to this place unknowingly.
"Let me go," she pl
