He ran his hand through his hair, pushing it back, closing his eyes for a second. “I’m teaching you why it’s not a good idea to come close to me, little fox. I warned you upstairs, but you didn’t listen.” He leaned closer and it was all I could do not to step back. “You get under my skin. You play with my control,” he said, like he was accusing me. Any other day, I’d have laughed, but right now, I just shook my head.
