It hadn’t worked yesterday and it sure as fuck wasn’t going to work now. Instead, he skipped straight to catching up to her, hooking an arm around her waist, and hauling her into a nearby building that was thankfully unlocked. From the desks he’d glimpsed through the window, he guessed the place was a temporary production office. The assumption was right. The room also contained a bunch of filing cabinets, rolling chairs, and even a kitchenette with a single-cup coffee maker. As settings went, it was fine. He wasn’t too sure about the seething fireball of a woman still locked in his hold. “Let me go!” Ava demanded. “Stop kicking and I will.” “I’ll scream.” “Empty threat, sunshine. You’re doing a fine job of that right now.” “Shut. Up. And take your goddamn hands off of me!” “Stop kicking first. Please.” Ironically, he summoned some Dom mojo to emphasize the last word. “Ethan, if you don’t let me go—ahhh!” He released her. And watched her fall right on her adorable ass.
What do You think about Surrendering To Her Sergeant?
