MEGAN
MY POSSESSIVENESS had me immensely stunned. I’d never done this before, but this b***h made my blood boil with jealousy. Jealousy? Well, that was definitely new.
What shocked me the most was Forrest. When I thought he would groan in disapproval or push me back, I got a different response. Instead, he kissed me back, wrapped his arms around my waist, and kissed me possessively, hungrily, and fiercely not caring what would his co-workers or these customers think about him. It was a kiss that made my toes curl. It was a kiss of possession, telling everyone he was taken, and I was pleased with that.
Whistles and applause broke us apart. Still catching my breath, I met his dark gaze. It filled with lust that burned through me and twinkled with amusement as we stared in silence.
“Sorry
