“I don’t want to hurt him, Billie. I think it’d be better if you just do as I say.” “I think it’d be better if you lose the obsession over me. Or whatever it is you’ve got going on. I’m not the kind of person who waits around for a man to come and tell them how to act. I’ve got my own shit going on, and you can shove your order up your a—” My rant is cut short when his lips slam against mine, and his hand comes to the back of my neck to press me closer.
