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door hard behind me, hearing Zane’s irritated huff as he caught it before it hit him but I kept walking. I ignored everyone in the living room, trying to put as much distance as possible between them and the blast about to happen.
    “I swear to God, Lili!” Zane lost his hold on his temper as I heard the front door slam. I rounded the corner to the hallway. “Stay the fuck out of it, Tish!”
    I didn’t bother to slam the bedroom door, knowing he was only steps behind me. Instead, I chucked my purse at the wall, releasing the first bit of anger in hopes of taking the edge off . But I could still feel it building. I heard the bedroom door slam and I spun on Zane.
    “Were you trying to get me fired?” I seethed, trying to keep my voice low. Zane’s eyes narrowed but he stayed near the door, keeping the length of the room between us.
    “Me? Are you seriously trying to blame this on me?” His voice was deceivingly soft but his eyes were harder than I’d ever seen them.
    “Why the fuck wouldn’t I? I did nothing wrong! Nothing! I was doing my fucking job, Zane!”
    “Your job!” He practically roared the words, closing the distance between us. I wasn’t scared and I refused to back down from his attempt to intimidate me. “It’s your job to stand over a guy’s face and give him a perfect view of your—” He scoffed rather than say the word.
    “I told you she was a whore!” Paige’s voice came through the wall and both our heads snapped in that direction.
    “Fuck off, Paige!” we yelled in unison. Then, his eyes were back on my face, burning into me. He opened his mouth to speak but the bedroom door flew open and Paige stormed in.
    “Don’t tell me to fuck off! You want to start something then get your ass out here!” she yelled, looking past Zane to stare straight at me. I took the invitation gladly, heading forward with every intention of finally laying into her. I was stopped by an arm around my waist, lifting me off the floor.
    “Put me down!” I screamed. If there was anything I hated more than Paige and her mouth, it was being carried. Zane moved quickly, shoving Paige none to gently into the hall before slamming the door and flipping the lock. He reached over, turning the iPod on his dresser on and cranking the volume to cover Paige’s voice. The sound of her banging on the door could still be heard, but only barely.
    He dropped me to my feet and I took a step back as he leaned against the door, ensuring I wouldn’t have any way to get to Paige. I clenched my hands, my nails digging into my palms as we stared each other down.
    Finally, he grabbed the front of my shirt in his fist and yanked me closer, putting his face near the side of my head. I immediately started to pull away until he spoke and I realized he was doing it so he could talk without yelling over the music. “You called me your roommate. ”
    I felt the stab of regret again, worse now than when I’d said it at the bar. I kept my head down while I tried to come up with a retort, but his argument was rock solid. I had called him my roommate.
    “You —” he started but was stopped when his body jolted forward. I stumbled, his grip on my shirt and my heels throwing my balance off. I caught ahold of his hips as his free hand came behind me to keep me upright. We ignored Paige’s attempts, which must have changed to kicking the door, as he continued. “You have a choice in this, Lili, but it’s not the kind of choice you get to go back on with me. You’re either mine, or you’re not, but I have to know.”
    His choice of words brought my anger back to the surface. Regardless of the way the heat from his body made me crazy and his wrist grazed my exposed stomach when we breathed, I pulled my hands from his hips and shoved away from him, breaking his grip on my shirt.
    “I don’t belong to anyone! I’m not a possession!” I screamed in his face and his eyes narrowed. “You don’t get to claim me, Zane.” His eyes raked