“Y-you tied me up?” Her voice starts to shake. “I did, and you had best get used to it, angel.” Her green eyes narrow. “What if I don’t want to be yours?” “Looks like I’ll have to leave you here a little bit longer for you to think about it.” I press a kiss to the tip of her nose, stand, straighten my jacket and turn to leave. “Frankie! Don’t leave me here!” she screams out in frustration.
