Ashley's POV 

  Lust? Anger? I didn't know if mentioning the neighbors was supposed to change a man's iris color, so I tried lightening up the mood.

  “Okay, fine, I might have sleep-touched myself and all. Happy now.” I admitted it, trying to sound casual about it even if I was balling up my fists.

  All of a sudden, he slid his belt from his waistband, his motion so swift and smooth that I crazily thought he wanted to do the tango dance.

  Everything made this annoying cowboy sexy. It had to be illegal.

  “Come here.” He commanded, wrapping the belt around his palm till his grip firmed at a point,...