“What is wrong with you?” I whisper-yelled at him, my face burning red in anger at his audacity.
“You’re not seeing him again”, he responded, making me glare up at him.
“What?! Do you hear yourself right now?”
“Loud and clear”, he drily stated, his sarcastic tone getting on my nerves.
“You can’t tell me who I can or cannot see.” I indignantly argued, trying to ignore the way his grave grey eyes fixated me in place.
“Is that so?” He taunted, leaning toward me.
His hand flexed on my thigh, tightening his hold on me ever so slightly, making me realize he still hadn’t removed it.
I tried to slap his hand away but he just grinned down at me, enjoying watching me squirm beneath his gaze.
“Move your hand, Daniel”, I had meant to sound assertive but instead my voice came out breathier than
