Chapter 5

Arnold smirked, cupping my chin. With just his phone's light, he quickly picked up on my strange expression.

"You..." Arnold was caught off guard for a second, but then that teasing smile crept back onto his face.

Arnold teased, "Miss Garza, now I finally get why Clifford Massy could never bring himself to lose you.

"Want me to help you out?"

Arnold leaned in, and right before his lips met mine, the door burst open.

Clifford stood there, backlit, his figure half in shadow, half in light. "What the hell are you two doing?" he demanded.

Clifford was possessive as…