“Not for every girl you bring over?” I made myself ask. He shook his head and fully turned to face me, his hand coming up and sliding across my throat, palming it. Those teal-colored eyes didn’t stray from mine for even a second as he breathed, “I told you I bought this after I moved here.” “I know.” Did my voice have to sound so small? “It’s none of my business if you have—” “Nuh-uh,” he said, still shaking his head. I blinked. “But that was three years ago.” He raised an eyebrow. “But you didn’t even like me.” “Oh, I liked you just fine, baby. I’ve always liked you just fine.” Yep, I was a
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