I was surprised that he knew my full name. The tone of his voice was grave and scary that I actually did stop and I just stared at his angry face.
His grip on my left wrist felt like iron, trapping me, keeping me close without any chance of escape. He took a deep breath as he stared at me.
“I didn’t,” he said in a gentler tone this time. He shook his head slightly. “I would never do that to you.”
“Liar,” I said under my breath.
To my surprise, he actually smiled. “Oh, kitten, I can be many things you accuse me of. But liar and r****t are most definitely not two of them.”
“I woke up without my pants on!” I argued.
“You woke up with your panties still on, didn’t you?” he argued back.
“You took off my pants!” I insisted.
He shook his head. “You did that yourself. As soon as I laid you
