Cornered by Jealousy

“I only wanted to undo two buttons on his collar so he could breathe,” she protested, jabbing a finger at Gareth. “Besides, I already said that even if he danced naked in front of me, I wouldn't be the least bit interested.”

Dane's brows lifted, the tension in his face easing. Gareth, however, glared. “Seriously? Me dancing naked? What on earth is going through your head?”

Fine, yell all you want.