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Con chuckled. Even that sounded sexy.
“I don’t think you’re afraid of me at all.” He stopped walking, but didn’t release her. “But I would like to know what you’re afraid of.”
Nosey ass.“Why?”
“So, I can destroy who or whatever it is you’re afraid of.”
That wasn’t the answer she’d expected to hear. And he hadn’t yelled the words. He’d said it as if he cared. She wasn’t comfortable with him behaving this way. This wasn’t how they behaved with each other. She wanted glaring Con back.
“I don’t need your help Constantine. I’m a big girl. I can take care of my own shit.” There, that should bring back glaring Con.
“It’s been brought to my attention that I have not been very nice to you,” Con told her.
Criss burst out laughing, sarcastically of course. “Are you freaking serious? Someone had to tell you that you’re rude as hell to me for you to realize it?”
“You’ve been rude to me as well.”
“Yeah, because you’re an arrogant jerk who thinks the world revolves around him. You expect people to do your bidding without complaint. News flash, I’m a grown ass woman. I don’t have to obey your rules. Even now, I’ve asked you to let me go, yet, you’re still holding me. Tightly. I can barely breathe.” Criss coughed to emphasize her point.
“If you couldn’t breathe, you wouldn’t be able to talk. Or fake cough.”
“Whatever. My point is, you can’t just drag me to your office whenever you want. My world doesn’t revolve around you. I do not belong to you. You cannot…”
“Yet.”
That caused her to pause. “Excuse me?”
“You said you do not belong to me. I said, yet.”
“I heard that. I’m wondering why you said it.”
“To let you know that you will belong to me, Cristal Dawson.”
What? Criss opened her mouth then closed it. Was he serious? He couldn’t be.
“Have you been drinking?”
“Yes.”
Criss nodded. “Good. For a second there, I thought you was sober. That explains why you’re acting like a caveman. Listen, drunk ass, can you let me go, please? I have a show to return to.”
“Not dressed like that.”
“Your dancers get completely naked. Yet, you have a problem with my dress. That’s some bullshit.”
“What you’re wearing is some bullshit.”
“Hey…”
“The clothes you wore before was fine.”
“I… wait, you liked the way I dressed before?”
“Of course.”
Did he really? “But… I wasn’t making any tips dressed like that.”
“You made a lot of tips tonight?”
