Jasper Sheridan's expression didn't even change; his thin lips lazily lifted as he replied lightly, "What do I have to be embarrassed about?"
He braced her waist with his hand, then suddenly applied force. In one swift turn, their positions were reversed, and Tanya Dalton was the one pinned beneath him.
His movements were extremely fast, so fast that Tanya had no way to react.
By the time she came back to herself, her body was already pressed down tightly by him.
His gaze slid casually to the side of her face as Jasper leaned in closer, stopping when there were only two or three centimeters between their noses. The corner of his mouth hooked in a cool, sharp smile.
"Top or bottom only depends on whether I feel like it."
Tanya was completely restrained by him. Her hands and feet jerked under his weight, but she couldn't break free. She snapped back, cold and sarcastic, "What, is this you playing the thug?"
