BAM!
Asher had somehow managed to sneak into the women's restroom, his rational mind screaming warnings he chose to ignore. He grabbed Maria's wrist and pulled her into the furthest cubicle from the entrance, slamming her back against the cold tile wall. The impact echoed softly in the enclosed space.
"I want you to stop whatever the hell you did to me, you crazy psycho," He said, biting down on his lower lip hard enough to taste copper. The desperation in his voice surprised even him. Being this close to her was like standing too near a fire—every instinct told him to grab her, but something deeper kept him rooted in place.
She smiled then, slow and knowing.
"I did nothing," she said simply. Before he could process her words or form a response, she leaned forward and captured his lips with hers.
