" I don’t want to move in on another guys territory, and I don’t share.”
Wow.
“I’m single.” I frown again. “But we aren’t…”
“Oh, I think we are,” he interrupts, his gaze challenging me. He grips my ass harder and stands, easily pulling me to my feet. “I can’t let go of you,” he whispers. "

― Kristen Proby , Rock with Me (With Me in Seattle, #4)