Even through her thick coat, she could feel the chill radiating from the bathroom wall in this weather.
Tyler's hands were on her shoulders—heavy and powerful, gripping her tightly so she couldn't move.
Kennedy struggled desperately a few times, but to no avail. She was left panting, exhausted.
She tilted her face up, glaring at the man pinning her against the wall. A cold laugh escaped her gasping breaths. "What are you doing? Did I hit too close to home? Now you're lashing out in anger and shame?"
Tyler stared at her, his expression dark and brooding.
The woman before him possessed eyes with exceptionally bright pupils, moist and glistening. Under the bathroom light, they shimmered like scattered starlight, breathtakingly beautiful.
Her nose was straight and delicate,
