Viola.

"What is? What the hell do you want from me?"

I sulked and yelled, my voice slurring a bit from the booze.

My arms flailed as I tried to shove his iron grip off my waist.

"Seriously, Mathew, back off-I'm having fun here! You can't just barge in like some caveman and ruin my night!"

He didn't even flinch. His eyes burned into mine like hot coals.

I kept squirming, but damn, his hold was like steel cables wrapped around me.

And suddenly he flipped me over his shoulder like I ...