His thumb tilted my chin down. “So, don’t get any ideas about that. At least, not until I put them in your head.”

He shook my chin, and I jerked away, theaudacityof this guy. Like I’d be the one who’d be honored to sleep with him.

And to think I’d felt bad for him.

I had upon learning all the stuff I had about him. What happened to him and his sister not even two years ago sucked, and their tragedy had started even before that. Them not being in each other’s lives hadn’t been by choice, and I’d had empathy for him.

I found myself hard-pressed to do that now as Wolf was in my space, my face. He dropped his arms on the seats surrounding us. “Anyway, you just take my lead regarding any of that. The physical stuff, I mean. Like I said at Jax’s, this arrangement is for the public, which means when I take your hand, you let me. I put my arm around you the same.”

“Kissing?”

His smile widened, and I scoffed. He shrugged. “If I see fit.”

God, thisguy.

He was pompous enough to think I’d let him too. Again, he probably thought he was doing me a favor. I growled. “And what if my acting isn’t so good that day?” I arched an eyebrow. “What if I slip and decide to give you cheek when you lean in?”

Which I would. This guywasn’tkissing me, and at this point, the thought of him even taking my hand made me cringe.

Mostly.

My heart kicked up when Wolf gave little to no reaction to my threat. If anything, his grin just turned more wolfish. Two fingers got my chin again. “For your sake, you better hope you don’t have bad acting days because the moment you do, this little game of ours stops being friendly.”

A wickedness touched his eyes with his latest threat. This game wasn’t friendly at all.

“And I have your first assignment tonight.” His arm returned around me, and my breath expelled. My chin prickling, it took all I had not to lodge my camera bag at his pretty face. He gazed out the window. “A party. Think of it as our coming out.”

My eyes narrowed. “What time?”

“Ten. I’ll pick you up,” he said, his curls brushing over his shoulders when he faced me. “That a problem?”

Shit, I must have looked it.

Playing it off, I shrugged. “Actually, I have some shooting to do tonight. Just give me the address, and I can get myself there.”

Please let me get myself there.

I waited for what felt like eons for his response, a millennium, but I was sure the time that had passed was only a few moments.

“Night shooting. I’m sure that will be real nice.” His brow flicked up, but I kept my retort at bay. He got out his phone. “I’ll text you the address.”

Thank God.

“And be thereon time.I’m not joking, Red.”

I definitely would be. Especially because he was letting me get there myself.

I nodded, my transfer coming up. I tugged the chord, but when I stood up, Wolf got my shirt.

He tugged me back.

“You forgot something, babe,” he said, lounging back, and when I looked around, he turned his cheek. He tapped it. “You can’t leave me hanging.”

He had to be joking with this.

And people were looking at us again.

They hadn’t stopped honestly, but they were really looking at us now. That dark twinkle hit Wolf’s eyes once more, and I know I pleaded with mine. “Wolf…”