He grabbed her wrist, tired of being used as her personal punching bag. “Enough. I took it when you hit me earlier because I deserved it, but that’s enough.” He crowded into her personal space even more, bringing his body flush against hers. Her head was tipped back, her eyes wide, her lips parted. He wanted to kiss her. He’d been wanting to kiss her for months now. And he wanted her more now than he’d ever wanted anyone before. “As for what my problem is, you’re my problem.”
At his words, the pissed off expression took over her face again. “What the hell does that mean? I haven’t done anything to you!”
“Fuck, Megan. I can’t stand watching you dance with all these other guys, seeing them put their hands all over you, groping you. And you seem to like it. Are you out fucking around while Matt and I are gone? Having parties at our house so you’re not home alone?”
She gasped and her nostrils flared. He caught her hand before it made contact with his other cheek. She struggled against his grip, but he didn’t let go.
“How dare you? You have no right to accuse me of anything! You’re the biggest manwhore I know! You fuck any chick that you have your eye on and dump her the minute you’re done! How dare you of all people say that to me?”
She was struggling against him, so he put her arms behind her back, wrapping his arms around her middle, keeping her pressed against him, trapping one of her legs with both of his so she couldn’t make good on her threat to knee him in the balls. Her tone was laced with venom, and he almost recoiled from the bite. Except he was getting more pissed off too. He was a manwhore?
But Megan wasn’t done. “And it’s none of your fucking business if I’m fucking anyone. You’re my roommate, and a shitty one at that. I don’t need you scaring off guys who I just want to dance with.”
“That asshole wanted more than just a dance.”
“You think I’m too stupid to know that? Just because he wants more doesn’t mean I’m going to give it up.”
“What do you mean I’m a shitty roommate?”
She laughed at him. “You barely say two words at a time to Matt or me. You’re rude and standoffish.”
She started struggling again. With the way he held her, her breasts were pushed against his chest and they rubbed back and forth with her movements. He could feel his body start to react. “Matt told me to back off and leave you alone, so I did.” He spit out the words through gritted teeth.
Megan stopped struggling and looked up at him, eyes wide. “Why would he do that?”