Page 110 of Plunge into Obsession

About two hours later, after breakfast, Gabriel led me to a car parked in front of his house.

I ran my hands down my red sundress, smoothing out the nonexistent wrinkles in the fabric.

It was just a doctor’s visit.

It wasn’t like I was going out on a date with Gabriel.

I frowned a little at the thought.

Gabriel and I hadn’t even gone out on a date yet.

He gave me a questioning look, but I ignored him and stared straight ahead.

Johnny stood in front of the car. He nodded his head respectfully to Gabriel in greeting, and looked briefly at me before he directed his gaze to the ground. “Ma’am.”

Was I now considered someone you would callma’am?

It was a daunting thought, especially since I remembered bringing a beer bottle to Johnny on a few different occasions when Gabriel had left the club, and Johnny wasn’t considered on the clock.

Gabriel pulled me into the car before I could say anything.

I offered Johnny a small smile, and he smiled back at me.

Gabriel let me climb into the car first, and I noticed right away that the partition was already up. The memory of the last time we had been here ran through my mind, and I rubbed my legs together, still feeling the remnants of his touch, even now.

He climbed in after me, sitting so close most of our sides touched. I tried to push some space between us, but I was stuck between the hard door and Gabriel’s hard body.

I startled when I caught sight of the dark and possessive look in his eyes.

He leaned over until his lips touched my ear, and I shuddered, trying hard not to show my fear.

Not very well, and Gabriel noticed it.

“I don’t have to remind you that you belong to me, do I,mi cariño?”

I glanced sideways at him but didn’t answer.

What a ridiculous question.

He cupped my chin and turned my head until I met his eyes warily.

“You. Are. Mine.”

I blinked.

What the hell did he want me to say to that?

Agree with him, when we both knew the only reason I was here in the first place was because he had given me no choice?

Or say no and risk angering him further?

God, but I didn’t fucking know which would be the correct choiceforme.

He pressed a hard, quick kiss on my lips. I turned my head away.

“No answer?” he asked, his voice low.

I swallowed, feeling my body tense.

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