To my surprise Red smirks at me. "Apologizing in a shower, Mia? Naked? Is this a
new trend?" His voice is husky and my eyebrows knit together.
"What?" He
suddenly seizes my waist, pulling me closer, violently yet sexily.
"You're angry," I breathe ruggedly, already turned on despite the situation. "I am,"
Red admits, eyes blazing. He puffs some water falling down his face, and
in a blink I'm leaning against the cold tiles, his body restraining mine. My
heartbeat accelerates. "But not at you." His lips are instantly on mine, kissing me
ferociously.
Woah. His mouth is demanding, hungry and relentless. I try to hold him but he
holds my hands instead, pinning them above my head.
Okay, what is this rage? I mentally scoff, but physically I'm enjoying every bit of it. He's burning an
