Harry slams me into the wall, his eyes angry. I gasp holding onto his arms for support, my head spins as he closes the space between us; our mouths inches apart. His green eyes are burning into mine, all I want to do is look away; but I can't. "Claire, you have no damn idea what you do to me," he chuckles darkly," and yet you still think I don't care for you." "Cause you do-don't" I stutter, Harry curses under his breath. I can feel my heart beating rapidly against my chest as his hand moves down to my waist. His eyes flicker to my lips, and he bites his own licking them seductively. "We could be together," he whispers into my ear," If you wanted to."