Chapter 21. Draw a Line

Emery’s POV

I was squeezing myself in the door of the passenger seat while Terrence was driving the car. He keeps on hissing and glancing at me while I remained staring at the road, thinking about what he said a while ago.

He said I looked fuckable when angry and with messy hair. Was he always teasing me because I make him hard?

My cheeks heated because of the vulgar words lingering in my mind.

Why am I even thinking about that? He’s a pervert and he only said that so I’d stop resisting.

Argh!

‘…you look fuckable…’

It’s playing inside my mind like a damn CD. I can’t forget about it and as silly and stupid as it may sound but it’s making me feel hot.

“Will you stop making that kind of face? It’s irritating me!”

I now have the courage to look at him. I shot him death glares.

“Can you blame me? You blackmailed me, you asshole!”

He glanced at me again and laughed without humor. “You think I’d do the first move? Eve