Raven’s POV
As the light from the hallway beamed into the small janitor’s closet, I felt myself being able to breathe again, especially when I heard who had come to my rescue.
“What the bloody hell do you think you are doing, Chase?” Mazie asked, as she pushed her way past him, wrapping her arms around me, before she began to move me towards the door.
“It’s not what it looks like.” Chase says as he slowly gets to his feet, making me wonder then what he thought it was like.
He had pretty much shoved me into a closet, physically and verbally attacked me, and then tried to seduce me. To be honest, if it wasn’t for the first damn part, then God knows what I would have done with him in there, because his touch felt so damn good against my flesh that it made it hard to resist him. At one po
