“Ow.” Garrett pins my wrists on either side of my head. “You ripped out my hair.” “You bit me.” “You like it,” he growls, mouth opening on my neck. My fingers sink into his hair. “So do you.” “This is so incredibly entertaining,” a voice murmurs, and my blood freezes. “You’re so wrapped up in each other you haven’t even realized the elevator is stopped and I’m standing right here.”
