I part my lips to speak, just as a furious looking Beau barrels through the door of the store. His eyes quickly move from me to Dan and back to me. Without breaking stride, he marches straight behind the counter, lifts me off my feet, and carries me into the kitchen, slamming the door closed behind us. “Wha—” I start to say, but before I can form the word, Beau’s lips are on mine, his tongue forcing his way into my mouth as he kisses me.
