Misha moved fast. I barely had time to brace myself before he’d spun around and grabbed me, lifting me up by my thighs so I had to wrap my legs around him. In seconds, I had my breath taken away for the second time when he slammed me against a wall. “Misha, what—” “Quiet. I don’t repeat myself. Ever. So you better listen.” My eyes widened, and I ignored the heat that ignited in my belly at his roughness.
