a sassy voice jarred him out of his reverie. He had been staring at his computer reliving memories of the weekend. He’d have jumped up, but his pants were straining so hard, he was sure his dick would come bursting out if he stood up. “Lo…” he clenched his jaw. “If you hurt her-“ angry brown eyes glared at him behind a bevy of black curls. “Lo!” he sharpened his tone. “Can you please shut the door?” She narrowed her gaze, but did as he asked. “Let’s hash this out now, shall we?” he leaned forward and motioned to a chair. “I’m not hurting anyone.” “You will.” “I won’t.” “History tells a different story,” Lo crossed her arms, her bracelets clanging with the movement. “History is full of lessons for the future.” “Lessons that haven’t been learned to date.”
