Stop Your Act
I got up from the couch and walked to the cabinet full of movies. “I think we have some action movies down here.â?
I bent down, sticking my butt in the air. I could hear Jason’s gasp as he crossed the room toward me but when I turned around his expression was angry.
“What’s wrong, Jason?â? I cooed at him, batting my eyes again. Whether it was obvious what I was doing or not, he wanted me. Bad.
“Allie, stop it.â? he said silently. He looked extremely pissed off but I was willing to push it.
“Did I do something wrong, Jason?â? I ran my hand down his arm slowly and he glared at the hand.
“Allie, come on.â?
“Come on where?â? I whispered. Suddenly, Jason yanked my hand away, gripping my wrist. I dropped the movie in my hand as he grabbed my other wrist, pinning me to the cabinet.
“Goddamn it Allie, stop!â? he barked in my face as I squirmed to get free. I needed to be in control. “Do you hear me?! Stop acting like this!â?
One more time. “Stop acting like what?â? He shook me hard and it hurt badly.