I can see him slowly pulling himself together and eclipsing behind that giant wall. Hiding. Retreating. Nah, hell no. Fuck that. I grab his free arm and shove him with my body mass and that’s when the most beautiful thing happens. Brandon Uptight King steps back once, twice, and lets me push him, his eyes glazed over, and a tremor rushes through his entire body and beneath my fingers. He downright flinches when his back hits the opposite wall, his slightly flushed skin looking like goddamn art against the dark-red wallpaper. His arm remains against my throat, but he lost the battle, my Prince
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