Without another word to me, he picked up the handset again and clicked it. "Jack, after you take out the trash, there're two women at table fifteen. Tell them that King will be taking Jena home and that their tab is on the house." "No problem, boss." King's eyes never left my face during this exchange. When he was done, he dropped the radio on the desk again. "Now, you're girls are taken care of and you and I need to have a chat." I straightened my shoulders. "Like I said, King, I appreciate your help but I'm leaving." "Sit. Your. Ass. Down. Jena," he barked. "Fuck you, King!" I shouted. Suddenly he was right in front of me, no, practically on top of me, his left arm wrapping around me and pulling me tightly against his body. His right hand twisted in my hair, yanking my head back so hard it almost hurt. I didn't understand why, but I felt that tugging somewhere else on my body. Somewhere much lower. "Don't say it unless you mean it, darlin'," he snarled. Then he kissed me.

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