You have two choices,” Vance said.
I stopped in the doorway to the hall and put my hands on my hips.
“And those would be?” I asked.
“We can talk or we can f**k.”
My eyes rounded. Then they narrowed. I didn’t answer.
“Though,” he went on, “I should tell you even if you pick talking, after we’re done, we’re still gonna f**k.”
I frowned at him and leaned in. “You are too much,” I snapped.
He ignored my threatening posture. “You don’t chose, I will, and I’ll pick f**king. We can talk after.

Auteur: Kristen Ashley