“I do. I see the way your eyes rake over me when you think I’m not looking. You’re dying to see where this ink leads to.” I grin as a pink flush spreads across her face and chest. She jumps up, her chair sliding across the floor, banging into the wall. “You’re off your fucking rocker!” Fuck. Seeing her riled up like this does things to me. I want to pin her against the wall and fuck the attitude out of her.
