“Well, if you’re planning to take advantage of me again…” His smile vanished, and suddenly he looked like I’d slapped him across the face. “Advantage?” he asked, stepping closer to me, as if he couldn’t tell that I’d stopped three feet away from him on purpose. I apparently couldn’t be trusted with this guy, not if he put his hands on me. “Your body called to me, little fox. You begged to submit to me,” he said, and his eyes fell on my parted lips.
