"You shameless jerk, who the hell threw themselves at you?” Emma’s face flushed red with anger as she gritted her teeth, struggling uselessly against him. "Let. Me. Go. Now."
Gavin smirked, clearly amused. “Hey, don’t blame me—you climbed on me first. I’m just being polite by holding on.”
Let’s be real, men and women are built differently. Last time she got lucky with a surprise move, but now?
"I’ll ask you again—are you letting go or not?” Emma’s peach blossom eyes narrowed dangerously as her voice dropped into a deadly tone.
“Why don’t you beg me a little...” Gavin’s grin turned cocky.
Before he could finish, a sharp burst of pain shot through his side. His smug smile twisted into a grimace.
Damn, this woman didn’t hold back.
Just as Emma was about to land another
