“SO, we don’t have a label? So, you just have sex with me for no reason?” Becca inquired straightly.

Apollo arched his brow as he rested his arms on the sofa. He bit his lower lip and nodded.

Becca scoffed. “Fine. Suppose that’s what you want. So, if I hooked up with another guy, it’s also fine, right?”

Apollo’s playful smile suddenly faded. “Don’t you dare,” he warned.

Becca arched her brow, and a grin crept into her lips. “Who are you? What do we have? We do not commit. I can hook up with any man I want—”

“Is that your choice?” Apollo interrupted as he stood up.

Becca...