I was shamefaced and angry at myself for wanting you. Pissed because you being with a man is wrong, if that man isn’t me. Jealous because the only set of hands that should be setting your body on fire are mine.” Clint lurched for me, his fingers going around my throat, a growl rumbling up his chest. “I wanted to rip his fucking tongue out and spank you for being such a whore.” He released me with a hiss, jumping back and gaping at his trembling hands. “Jesus, Raven. I-I’m sorry.”
