"Bullshit," Nicasi huffed. He yanked his hand from Lysander's grasp and finished buttoning his pants. "I may still be weak, but it's just a quick visit. I can handle it."
Lysander held out an arm to block his way when Nicasi tried to step around him. "You can handle it if you find yourself in a position where you need to defend yourself? Please demonstrate."
"Excuse me?" Nicasi's brows shot up. He really didn't like Lysander's tone.
But he did like what that look in Lysander's eyes meant. Apparently all that fondling Nicasi had just done was good for something, after all.
"Demonstrate," Lysander repeated, making it clear that it was a challenge and not a request.
Lysander took another step forward, attempting to back Nicasi toward the bed. Naturally, Nicasi refused to move.
