~~Claire~~
I guess you can’t win with this man.
His words are invasive, domineering, and completely inappropriate—but damn it, they’re also electrifying.
My heart is beating so fast, heat pooling in places I’d rather not acknowledge.
I sit frozen, staring at him. Why can’t I find the words to shut him down? To remind him of the concept of boundaries? Maybe because all I can think about is how badly I want him to make good on that threat.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Damon doesn’t move, his lips dangerously close to mine, his hand still lightly gripping my neck. My pulse pounds in my ears. My body is screaming at me to close the gap, to throw myself at him even with the driver and the security guard pretending not to look.
I don’t recognize this side of me—this wild, reckless woma
