"Your impossible!" I muttered and turned away.
"There’s nothing wrong admitting you like it. You like a man that is proud to mark you and claim you are his. You’re just being shy."
I head swung back to look at him as my mouth gaped like a fish. Thankfully the elevator door opened and I tried to walk in but of course he still had a hold of my hand.
He chuckled before walking in as well. I jabbed the ground floor and tried to take my hand back again. f**k he was always too strong.
When he did let go of my hand I was surprised for only a second before his arm went around my waist instead. He pulled me into his side, holding me close and kissed the top of my head.
He didn’t let go but somehow held me tighter as we walked out. My arms crossed, refusing to put an arm around his waist a
