I took her hand, stood her up from sitting, sat down in the chair and put her on my lap, and put my arms around her waist possessively.

"Ashhh…what are you doing?" She whisper yelled when at last she could talk.

"You didn't respond to my message," I answered, looking at her in the eyes. My voice was so assertive.

She gulped painfully. "What text? We have to stop, someone may come in."

"So?"

"So?" She repeated, with her eyes wide, wondering why the devil I wasn't freaking out as much as she was.

"We are free to make our own choices and what's more, nobody can come in without...