Chase’s POV
She didn't even ask questions. She removed the turtle neck and the pair of sweatpants and threw them on the sofa. "Lie on top of the table..." I demanded and she was hesitant.
"I told you to lie on top of that table, damnit!!!" I yelled and she flinched.
"Why should I lie on top of the table?"
"You wanted to lie there when Henry asked you too.Why are you acting like you don't understand what I am saying?" I clenched my fists so hard just by the mere thought of Henry's lips on her body. She lied on top of the table and just looking at her I felt powerless. I knelt beside her and buried my face on her neck.
"What did I tell you about flirting with Henry?" I asked furiously.
"He is so handsome..." She chuckled.
"Do you know what you are saying?" My hand went to her throat
