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In an instant, my annoyance evaporates. This woman fucking slays me.
“I’m not angry or hostile,” I say.
She waves her hands in front of my body. “Sure, you’re the picture of tranquility.”
Damn right I’m not tranquil. I point to the staircase. “Get up those stairs.”
Fury flares in her eyes. “Excuse me?”
“We need to talk, and I don’t think you want anyone to overhear this conversation.”
She throws her arms out wide but backs up toward the staircase. “There’s no one else here.”
“I’m not fucking around, Margot.”
Still facing me, she works her way up the first flight of stairs backwards while I stalk her every step.
At the landing, she turns and sprints.
“That’s better,” I grumble, matching her pace.
She slams her palms against her door. I press my body against hers.
“You trying to outrun me, little lady death?”
“As if I could with your long, mountain man legs.” She fumbles her hand on the tap pad and the door finally clicks open.
I take my weight off of her so we don’t fall into the apartment, but move fast in case she’s thinking of slamming the door in my face.
“Are we having a lesson on primal hunter/prey kinks that I don’t know about?” she asks.
Primal. That’s how I feel. Like someone tried to touch my mate and I need to reassert my position in her life.
I advance and she steps back.
“Are you going out with Torch this weekend?”
Guilt creeps into her eyes and she takes another step away. “Nuh…not…who told you that?”
“Fuck.” I stab my fingers through my hair. “No. That’s the only acceptable answer.”
Her eyes widen and she sucks in a sharp breath. “Why would I say that?”
“You’re not going out with him.” In case she thinks this is personal against Torch, I add, “Or anyone else.”
She crosses her arms over her chest, drawing my attention to her plump tits trying to pop out of the low V of her shirt.
Focus. Answers now. Tits later.
“Says who?” she asks in a low, deadly whisper.
“Says me.”
“And who are you to me?”
Danger. Fuuuck. I stomped right into this minefield.
“Because the last time I checked,” she continues, still in that gravely pissed-off tone, “you warned me not to ‘catch feelings.’” Her lips curl into a sneer on the last word.
