“Don’t forget you’re the one who didn’t want me, not the other way around. You have no right to doubt me, and you better make sure it’s the first and last time you ever do.” Theo’s lips curve into a smile, dousing the small torches swirling in his dark eyes. He grips my wrist, yanking me toward him for a kiss. “I didn’t want you?” he scoffs, amused, almost fascinated by the idea. “You shouldn’t have said that, little one. Wait till we get home.” He dips his head to whisper in my ear. “I’ll fuck you until those stupid thoughts are gone, and you understand that you’re all I want.”
