Twisted Rivalry
"Tell me how you found me. Tell me who the hell you really are before I scream this entire building down!"
"You won't scream," he murmured, his deep, gravelly baritone dropping into a dangerous, dark vibration that made my knees trace a path toward water. He leaned in until the suffocating, heavy scent of rich bourbon and smoky tobacco completely wrapped around my senses. "Because we both know you didn't come to a sex club to talk, wildcat. You came here to get exactly what your body has been begging for all week."
"You're a delusional, arrogant asshole—"