BULLY ROOMATE
I bit out.
Josie turned on her heel. “I told you that won’t work anymore. I’m not your little puppet, your little submissive that you can abuse. I hate everything about you, Maverick. I hate that you’re at LSU, and I hate that I have to stay here. However, I won’t let you bully me anymore. I’m not going to graduate without having experiences and dare I say it, fun! If that includes a boy or the entire football team, excluding you, it won’t be up to you!”
The hate in her eyes drove my blood wild—the heat inside of me boiled—and I found myself stepping toward her, trapping her against the counter and myself. Josie’s breathing halted, her eyes widened and she shoved against my chest to no avail