ÔÇ£YouÔÇÖre dilly dallying,ÔÇØ Casten growled.
I turned around, bag in one hand, and papers in the other, and glared.
ÔÇ£What makes you think that I donÔÇÖt have a fuckinÔÇÖ reason for doing what I do?ÔÇØ I growled.
He held up his hands.
ÔÇ£Down tiger,ÔÇØ he said soothingly, although his eyes flashed, telling a different story.
I shoved the rest of my things in my bag, bending them to hell and back, but I couldnÔÇÖt seem to find the urge to care at that moment in time.
I walked past him, knocking his shoulder, and headed to the back hallway to turn off the last of the lights.
I hit the first two in the in the locker room before heading to the last one in the entire gym area at the bathroom entrance.
But before I could hit the lights, my hand was stilled by CastenÔÇÖs.
ÔÇ£WhatÔÇÖs your problem?ÔÇØ he asked.
I tried to rip my hand free from his grip, but he held on without even the least bit of effort.
ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm pissed,ÔÇØ I growled.
ÔÇ£Why?ÔÇØ he countered.
I looked across the room at the mirror, and glared at his reflection.
ÔÇ£I donÔÇÖt want to tell you why IÔÇÖm pissed. Suffice it to say, youÔÇÖre the reason, and thatÔÇÖs that,ÔÇØ I growled.
He tightened his hands on my wrists.
ÔÇ£ThatÔÇÖs not it. Tell me fuckinÔÇÖ why, or IÔÇÖll make you tell me,ÔÇØ he hissed.
My fists clenched.
ÔÇ£Because you fucking pouted last night instead of talking to me. Then made Core spend the night and take me to work, when I didnÔÇÖt want him to be there. I wanted you to be there. But you were being a titty baby,ÔÇØ I yelled.
He moved me until my ass met the counter, crowding so close that I was sure he was either going to beat me or fuck me.
Hopefully the latter over the former, if I had a choice.
ÔÇ£Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice!ÔÇØ I exclaimed.
ÔÇ£Like a good neighbor, State Farm is there!ÔÇØ I cried.
ÔÇ£Shit,ÔÇØ I said, opening my eyes.
ÔÇ£Done?ÔÇØ Casten asked from where heÔÇÖd trapped me against the bathroom counter.
ÔÇ£My clothes are getting wet. In fact, I think my pants are soaked all the way through,ÔÇØ I grumbled, leaning forward until my upper body was laying across the counter.
Casten sat up until all that was touching me were his hips, where his massive erection dug into my ass.
ÔÇ£YouÔÇÖre cute,ÔÇØ he said, reaching up and pulling my hair out of my ponytail.
I glared. ÔÇ£IÔÇÖm not cute.ÔÇØ
He grabbed my face and turned it to face the mirror.
His hands were squeezing my face so I looked like I had ten chin rolls and lips three sizes too big.
ÔÇ£See,ÔÇØ he said. ÔÇ£Cute.ÔÇØ