“I’m tired of you going out.” “I’m allowed to have friends outside of you, Liam.” A small yelp leaves my throat as he presses himself into me harder, making the desk bite into my hips. His large hand shoves my heated cheek against the hard surface, “For now.” Huh? “I’m trying, little star, to be reasonable when it comes to you. You’re making it… Very. Fucking. Difficult. I’ve been a mess all night, Layla.”
