thought of Winter turning to Marcus. What the hell? “Don’t even think about it, Bailey. This is between me and her,” I warned him cooly. He nodded, a smirk playing around his lips. “Got it. You like her.” I flashed him a dark glare. “What are you, ten? I don’t like her.” He moved the ice pack carefully over his lip and rolled his eyes. “Fine. Whatever you need to believe. Let’s just say… she’s yours to fuck with and only yours?” I nodded. Yes. Exactly that, and no one had better get in my way.
