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“Yes? Yes what?”
“You just asked if we were friends, and I responded.”
What the fuck?
I pursed my lips and glared. With my head somewhat swimming, I took two steps towards the door and felt a small sense of accomplishment when I didn’t fall right back on my ass.
He countered easily, blocking my path so swiftly I wasn’t sure I blinked before he moved.
As there was only one way in and out of the small cabins we roomed in, my only exit was now officially cut off.
“Malik, get out of my way.”
“Malik,” he repeated softly. “That sounds good when you say it.”
There was no immediate response for that in my arsenal. I hadn’t shortened his name in hopes he’d like it; Malik just rolled off the tongue easier than Maliki.
“I came in here to be alone.”
“Well, you know what they say. Misery loves company, so now you’ve got me.” His eyes shifted to the bottle, causing his delectable lips to twitch. “That’s some nasty shit, babygirl, and a little strong for a lightweight.”
“I’m not a—hey!”
He pulled the liquor from my grasp, the sudden movement spilling some over the rim and onto my hand. I watched in total fascination as he brought the bottle to his mouth, tipped it back, and began drinking as leisurely as I would a glass of water.
I waited for him to sputter, gag, something, but he continued to chug, never breaking eye contact.
For whatever reason, I placed my palm on his stomach. “Doesn’t that burn in here?”
He finally stopped his disturbing consumption and pulled the rim from his mouth with a grin.
“Naw.” He placed his hand over mine and all but shoved the noticeably lighter bottle into my chest. “Your turn.”
“You had your mouth on that,” I stated childishly.
“So? My mouth will be on a lot of things of yours. Sharing is caring.”
Rolling my eyes, I raised the bottle and let the potent liquid siphon down my throat, praying to Satanas that I kept it all down.
In hindsight, this was a terrible idea. Nothing said common sense like drinking with the man who’d held a knife at my throat before we’d had any introduction. This was the same man who should have been a natural born enemy. Also, someone I was ridiculously attracted to.
So, yeah, this wasn’t my finest hour, but at the moment, I just simply didn’t give a fuck. He and the alcohol were a welcome distraction, even though the intense burn meant I wasn’t able to take in nearly as much as he had.
I coughed up a lung as I lowered the bottle from my mouth, eyes burning with unshed tears.
“Well, you did a fuck of a lot better than I expected. Come here.” He laughed and led me across the room.
The liquor was once again removed from my grasp, much easier this time, and placed on the nightstand. When I realized his intent was to place me on Butcher’s bed, I tried to pull away.
“Uhn-uh,” I managed to protest as another coughing fit overtook me.
His grip tightened and I found myself yanked down to sit on his lap. “What are you doing?” I asked the second I could speak again.
“Being a chair.”
“I’d rather be on the floor.”
“Okay,” he replied with a shrug.
