I spun us both around so she was backed against the wall, and she started to say something as I shut her up with a fierce kiss. Her full lips compressed against each other as she sniffled… mere inches from mine. I didn’t want to pressure or overwhelm her. “He went to another room.”
“Where’s Natalie?” I asked. Quentin… Tyler… whoever took another sip of his drink, still smirking at me. Or was it me telling you that I belong to you?” I felt her lips gently press against my earlobe. Fuck the Gerrards. “If you’re not out of here by the time they arrive, I’m going to buy a prison, throw you in it, and forget you exist.”
“Liar,” Tyler spat. I stalked past her and paused at the door. “Did she know what?” Tyler said, swirling his drink in the tumbler.
