“I am your boyfriend.” He squeezed my wrist harder then pulled me further into his chest. “I don’t flirt with other women or let them flirt with me. You’ll do the same. End of story.” He pressed a hard kiss on my lips then released me immediately. He walked off like the conversation hadn’t just happened, and he grabbed a tray of food before he returned it to the line. Not once did he look at me, dismissing me like I didn’t exist at all.
