“What do you want from me?” “I don’t like you being here with Evan.” “I don’t like you being here with Sharon.” My jaw clenches, and I put my hand on her elbow, pulling her closer. “Sharon isn’t a danger to me. I want to break his hands every time he touches you.” She flinches, but her eyes are locked with mine. “Maybe I should go back and let him touch me some more if this is how you respond.” “He’s a player.” It’s practically a growl. “He’ll mistreat you.” “I have no interest in him.” She slides her eyes down to my lips. “You, on the other hand…” My grip tightens, and I lower my chin to her
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