Green fire blazed in my eyes. “What are you going to do to me?”

David closed the door, leaving us alone in the arena of my bedroom. He stormed into my personal space and my instincts screamed for me to dart away, but he grabbed my wrist before I could, taking a fistful of my hair above the back of my neck. Roughly jerking my head back, he examined my neck. “Gavin didn’t mark you yet, did he?”

We hadn’t even talked about it. There was too much going on for either of us to think ...