““So you were trying to make me jealous.” He turns back to me, his expression a flat line again. But I already know he likes the devious side to Harper. “I was,” I reply. “Do you know what happens when I get jealous?” He steps towards me and puts both hands around my neck, his thumbs caressing my jaw in those little circles that will have me dreaming about them later. My body responds with the familiar tingling between my legs and I am suddenly hot with want. “No,” I say softly. He stares at me for a few moments and then dips his mouth down to mine, resting his lips against my lips. “Who’s in charge, Harper?” “You are,” I reply obediently. He gently knocks his forehead against mine and huffs out a laugh. “What are you doing?” “Being good. You want to be in charge, then be in charge. I’m not a control freak.””
