He slapped the seat next to him, his eyes shining with something incomprehensible. “Sit there.”
I didn't move.
His smile did not falter, but his eyes darkened. “Still so obstinate.”
I folded my arms. "What do you want me to do? Fall into your arms?"
James smiled, low and full of awareness. "No, but you'll be coming to me sooner or later. You always do."
I gritted my teeth. “You don’t know me as well as you think.”
He c****d his head. "Don't I?"
The way that he was talking made my hair stand up on end. He was too confident, too convinced. I needed to change that.
I took a guarded step closer, attempting to restrain a small, hesitant smile. “And what if I do get closer. then what?"
His gaze dropped to my mouth for a moment before returning to mine. “Then I’ll remind you who you belo
