“Have you worn this in public before?” I grit through clenched teeth. Jealousy burns in my veins, forcing images into my head that I don’t want to see. Looking down at her shirt, she plays with the hem before looking back up at me again with a widespread smirk. “Oh, this? I usually only wear it when I'm looking to get laid. The guys usually can't keep their eyes off—” I slam my lips against hers before she can finish the rest of her sentence, knocking her back into the wall as she gasps in shock.
