Chapter Twenty-Eight
Tiffany
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RANSOM TURNED TO me, his face still dark with anger. “The next time you invite a guy up, make sure he’s not married, or an asshole like Taylor. Tonight you obviously got a two-for-one.”
My jaw dropped. “I didn’t invite him up to my room! He said he wanted to talk, and proceeded to follow me onto the elevator. I had no idea he was going to try getting me into bed.”
“Right. I find that hard to believe.”
I stared at him in exasperation. “Frankly, I don’t care what you believe. You’ve been a total prick to me, and as far as I’m concerned, you need to haul your a*s out of my room, too!”
He took a step towards me, his eyes flashing. “Why, because Darren is on his way up?”
I glared back at him. “No! Of course not. Anyway, shouldn’t you be downstairs w
