They looked like they were starting a fight. The fleer on his face was still present and without diminishing it in anyway, he pulled her close, sliding his hands up and down her body.
Elena continued to drink her wine, pretending not to show that his touch on her bare back was causing a swirl of excitements all over her body.
“Are you touching me to arouse me or are you touching me in an attempt to frisk me to see if I will pull out a knife and hack you to pieces?” She threw her head back and laughed at her own words. A feeble attempt at calming herself. She winced internally when she saw Dean smile’s widen.
He pressed close to her body. “You know what I feel like doing to you right now? Get you all naked and throw you on top of this table and-”
Her fit of laughter caught him off guar
