Chapter 19
Mark still holds Thad’s wrist, and he squeezes it until Thad looks at him. “Do I look like I’m trying to be funny?”
Thad tries to wriggle out of Mark’s grip and can’t. “Mark—”
“Do you think I’m doing this to be mean?” Mark asks.
“I don’t know,” Thad admits. “Let me go.”
For a scary moment, Thad thinks Mark will just continue to squeeze until his hand falls off. But with an easy smile, Mark finally lets go. “Hey,” he purrs, spreading his hands out to show Thad he means no harm. “I’m not going to go running to him about it, don’t worry. So you like him. So what? He is cute. He has a great ass.”