Chapter 4

She wasn’t sure what perverse demon had gotten into her. In spite of weeks of refusal, she was now giving this geek an interview, one that was likely to come back and bite her in the ass if she wasn’t damn lucky. And she was stone cold sober. Shit.

As if emboldened by her sassy talk, Daniels was now holding her a little too tight. She could smell liquor on his breath as he leaned down, almost in her face. “Let’s you and me go somewhere a little quieter—where we can talk,” he said, sliding a hand down to curl his fingers suggestively around the right cheek of her ass. He pressed her close enough that she could feel the growing erection straining at the zipper of his stiff new jeans.

“No, I don’t think so.” Tab pulled back, resisting the hold he was tightening on her. Seems like he isn’t going to take the hint.She put a little more effort into breaking away. “I said no. Like the song says, what part of ‘no’ are you not getting?”