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His eyes widen. “You wouldn’t.” “Try me. Just try making me watch a display like that again and see the consequences for yourself.” “It’s not that I want to do that. Just…don’t disappear on me again.” “I will if needed. You’re a grown adult who can survive a few hours without a text from me.” “It was a whole day, actually,” he murmurs with a pout, and it’s nearly impossible to keep up the stoic mode. He looks so goddamn adorable, I want to eat him up. My tone darkens. “And that was enough to find better company?” He shrugs. “I thought that might get your attention.” “You will not do that nonsense again. There will be no girl’s arms around you. Are we clear?” He nods. “Use your words.” “Yeah, whatever.” “Now…” I run my fingers over his T-shirt. “How would you like to be punished for your insolence?” His lips part as he looks up at me, and whispers, “Here?” “Shh. Don’t talk.” “Kayde…” I slam him against the opposite wall with my grip on his T-shirt. “Shut the fuck up.” His fingers clench