"You would never let me in. Would you?"Her voice softened, but he knew a performance when he heard one. "Not just your room. You. I can not get past those walls."
"It is my room, not yours. If you are looking for a room to enter..." he gestured dismissively toward her door down the hall, "...go to yours."
"Why are you treating me like this?" She said moving to him. "I thought after we f****d, it would mean something. You seemed to enjoy yourself well enough when you were inside me."
"f*****g does not mean anything to me," Ethan said coldly. "Get your f*****g act straight. I was clear from the beginning."
"Okay, fine." Her fingers traced a line up his chest, expertly finding the spots she knew would affect him. "What about your pack? Your family? Our families? The Moreau and L
