Tease

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I sit across from him nervously peering around. I'm not used to going to more expensive places. But I guess working as a publisher and living in the place we do, he probably has some extra cash laying around.

"So, um are we going to go over the corrections?" I ask after a few minutes of silence looking at the menus. He seems slightly on edge.

I peek a look at him and he's staring at me with a stern expression on his face.

"I know we didn't make clear what we're doing. But I don't want you seeing other people while we're together."

What he says catches me by surprise and I look back down at the menu my eyebrows raising. "I didn't know you were the possessive type. Considering you told me that you tend to do the more casual thing."

"Have you seen other people?"

"Of course I have. I told you I'm not a virgin."

His eyes harden. "Raya."

I sigh. "I've been with you the past two days."

He lowers his voice, and my chin gets knocked upwards by his index finger before making a fist and landing back on the table. "Answer the fucking question."

I huff a sigh. "No, Knox. I have not been seeing anyone else."

He looks at me for another minute, clenching his teeth then looking back down. "Good." For some reason it makes me feel things to know he wants me to himself. "I, obviously, have not either."

A little smile playing on my lips. "Would you be jealous if I"-

"Shut up, before I pull you into the washrooms."

I blush. "I wouldn't mind that."

He glared at me again. "Next time someone asks you out on a date, you text me."

What? "Why?"

"So I can make sure you're busy."

"Wow. You think that low of me."

"Well you can't handle following simple directions. Who knows how much I can trust you."

"You're seriously still mad about that?"

"What are you getting?" He says clearly changing the topic.

"Probably the Pasta Alfredo." I say, and he nods.

Thankfully the waitress comes over, and he orders for the both of us. At least he actually asked what I wanted.

"Are you going to be a controlling dick head the whole night or can we talk about my book?"

"You're going to be the death of me."

I smirk. "Funny, I thought you said the other day that I couldn't handle you." He glares.

...

After some actual real discussion, and a lot of embarrassing explaining of my book, we return. I try to go back to my place but he grabs my arm roughly.

"You'll be with me tonight."

I raise an eyebrow. "I need to clean up first. Get changed."

His eyes roll down my body, then he takes a step towards me. "What you need is to be a good girl, and come with me." My heart beats faster at his change of tone, my head lowering to look at my boots.

"I just want to change"-

"It wasn't a suggestion." He says cutting me off. Then pulls me towards his door.