Chapter 21 Draw a Line

Emery's POV

I was squeezing myself in the door of the passenger seat while Terrence was driving the car. He keeps on hissing and glancing at me while I remained staring at the road, thinking about what he said a while ago.

He said I looked fckable when angry and with messy hair. Was he always teasing me because I make him hard?

My cheeks heated because of the vulgar words lingering in my mind.

Why am I even thinking about that? He's a pervert and he only said that so I'd stop resisting.

Argh!

‘...you look fckable…'

It's playing inside my mind like a damn CD. I can't forget about it and as silly and stupid as it may sound but it's making me feel hot.

"Will you stop making that kind of face? It's irritating me!"

I now have the courage to look at him. I shot him death glares.

"Can you blame me? You blackmailed me, you asshole!"

He glanced at me again and laughed without humor. "You think I'd do the first move? Even if I want to bed you, I won't force you. I'll wait until you can no longe