It slammed against the wall, and I broke the kiss with Chance, looking over his shoulder to find Zeke towering in my doorway. “What the—” I didn’t have time to get the next word out before Chance was ripped off me — literally ripped off me by the collar of his shirt from behind. It choked him, and he coughed against it as Zeke flung him into the wall, nearly causing one of my paintings to fall in the process.
