I’m not yours.” Her baby blues blazed with fury. “Why would you say that to Brett?”
“You will be.”
The truth slipped out without warning or consent from my brain.
“I won’t.”
“You will.”
“What makes you so sure?”
“I always get what I want.” I darted my tongue out, swiping it over my lower lip. “And I want you like I’ve never wanted anything in my life.”