Marc: Bowen Boys

"I'm talking to you, the least you can do is acknowledge me."

"Hello. Now get the fuck away from me. I'm on my lunch hour. My time, not yours." Marc growled low and Jonny's entire body went on alert; her cat seemed to skim along her skin. She stood up, dumping her lunch on the table and backed up.

"You felt it, didn't you?" He moved toward her slowly as he spoke low. "You want to come to me, don't you? You want to touch me."

"I'm not feeling well. I would like to go home." He shook his h...