Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath (Stella) novel Chapter 832

The next second, her palm landed right on his lips—warm, soft, sending little tingles through her whole hand.

Xander, on the other hand, was looking at her with a teasing glint in his eyes, the kind that always made Yvonne nervous.

“You… you’re unbelievable…” Yvonne stammered.

Xander just grinned. “Totally legal, totally allowed.”

Yvonne’s mouth twitched. Seriously? Did this guy have no shame at all? They’d made an agreement, a deal with clear boundaries.

What was he playing at now? Was he just going to pretend their deal didn’t exist?

The thought that Xander might try to back out of their arrangement sent a shiver down her spine.

“Hold on, Xander, what are you doing? You’re not going to bail on our deal, are you?”

He cocked a brow. “What deal are you talking about, Yvonne?”

She could only stare, speechless.

That’s when she felt his hand at her waist, fingers slipping under her shirt. The second his palm touched her bare skin, she froze, instantly grabbing for his wrist to stop him.

But he just let his hand linger, his touch skating slowly along her back. Her breath quickened, her heart pounding out of control.

“Xander, you… are you drunk or something?” she blurted out, half hoping that would explain everything. But there was no whiskey on his breath, no smell of beer. Was he just acting crazy for no reason?

With a sudden, firm movement, Xander pulled her flush against his chest, closing the gap between them until she was practically molded to him. She tried to wriggle free, but his hand kept tracing lazy circles along her spine, making her dizzy.

She wanted to push away, to stand up, but whether it was his skill or the lingering effects of whatever Dan had slipped her earlier, she just didn’t have the strength.

“Xander, I’m serious—are you drunk?”

“Nope.”

She stared at him, incredulous. So what the hell was this, then?

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