“Fuck, Thea.” His hands settled on my hips, drawing me closer, but it wasn’t flirtation coloring his words anymore. “Oz damn, as much as I want to play—” He sucked in air, one hand slipping over my ass cheek. “—and I really fucking do—” I looked over my shoulder, expecting to see hunger in his eyes, but instead found devastating rage. “This is so much worse than I realized. I’m going to beat Danny purple for throwing you to the ground like that.”
