Looking up, she cringed at the sight of Ethan…who was eye-fucking her.
It looked like he was coming from where she was trying to go, and now he blocked her way.
"It's fate." His sing-song voice rhymed, as he smirked.
"Get out of my way." Rain approached him slowly, but he didn't budge. She tried to go around him, but his hands shot out to grab her waist, and he pulled her to him. Her muscles tightened, and her hands curled into fists.
"Shh," Ethan implored as she tried to push herself away. His breathing echoed in her ear, and he reeked of alcohol. "I've wanted to get back at you for so long."His nose was in her hair, and his hands dropped to her ass.
She stiffened.
"Stop it," she stuttered and tried to bring her knee up between his legs.
But it seemed he already anticipated that move because his legs were too close together.
His lips crushed down on her, and the acidic taste of vomit rose in her throat.