“Sweetness, calm down. You’re going to make yourself sick.”
“I’m not weak”
“Look at me. Hey, look at me.”
She turned in her seat as he pulled up in front of a nondescript building. He faced her after turning off the car. Reaching out, he cupped her chin. “Jenner cares about you. He might be a bit overprotective and overbearing about it, but it isn’t because he thinks you’re weak. It’s because you’re important.”
Darn it.
Way to eradicate her annoyance.
She huffed out a breath. “That’s annoying.”
“What is?” he asked.
“You being right.”
How was he right so much? And now this would just add to his arrogance.
To her shock, he suddenly threw back his head and laughed.
“That wasn’t supposed to be funny!”
“Sorry,” he told her. Although he didn’t sound like he was actually sorry.
Rude.
“Come on. Let’s go.”
“The guys won’t be happy when they find out I’m not at home.”
“They know you’re with me,” he reassured her. “And you need this. I need it too.”
“You need it?” She turned her head toward him.
“I need to see you smile again.”
“Oh. Okay,” she said. “If you need it.”
He undid his belt and turned to her. “My Immy. Always worrying about everyone else. You need to let me look after you for a while.”
“Everyone always looks after me,” she pointed out.
“Don’t start that,” he warned. “Remember, any self-deprecating remarks will be met with swift punishment.”
She could feel her cheeks growing red. He’d been threatening things like this for a while now.
And she didn’t think he was joking.
Immy waited for him to walk around to her side of the car. He opened the door and helped her out. Then he held her hand as he led her up to the large door.
Opening the door, he stepped inside first and she followed. Where the heck were they?
“What are we doing?” she asked. “What is this?”
“I’ve booked a private session for us,” he said. “So there shouldn’t be anyone else here.”
“But where are we?” she asked as she glanced around.