~ Anyssa's Pov ~

“Let go of me, Ronan.”

“I can't,” he whispered into my ear, nuzzling close. No way! He cannot just say whatever he thinks and act all calm.

“If you're trying to seduce me, it won't work.”

He chuckled, trailing his fingers up my leg. “I'm not.”

“Because you can't just accuse me of being a whore and now touch me. It doesn't work like that.”

“I'm sorry,” he purred.

Oh, how I wish I could believe that. How I wish I could believe that so ...