"I told you not to leave, Imara, why do you keep testing my patience?"
"I--"
"Shh," he cut me off yet again. "You're coming back to celebrate with me. I am not letting you out of my sight, at least not until you're wearing this." His eyes raked down my body.
I pushed his finger off my lips. "I don't wanna go."
"Why?" His eyes were back to a gentle blue now.
"You go celebrate with your ex-Queen."
"What?" A chuckle left his lips. "You left because you were jealous?"
I clenched my jaw, pushing him away. "You wish, Draco." I turned to walk away from him, but he caught hold of my arm and pulled me right back. "Let me--"
"Enough. Tell me something. Were you really jealous?" His eyes bore into mine, making it hard for me to lie. "I can hear your heart race. You were jealous, weren't yo
