Promise her he'll be good boyfriend if she's be faithful towards him on

He didn't move toward her, didn't offer comfort. The shelving unit's cold metal pressed into his shoulder blades. "Easy?" John's voice stayed flat, deliberate. "No. But it's simple. You want me? Then you choose. Right here. Right now." He watched a bead of sweat trace her temple. "No more 'slips.' No more 'it just happened.' You shut it down. Completely."

Piper's head snapped up, eyes blazing. "And what if I do? What do I get? A loyal beta who licks Holly's boots?" The words cracked like a whip in the cramped space.

John pushed off the shelving unit, closing the distance between them in one stride. He didn't touch her, just stood close enough for her to feel the heat radiating from him, smell the coffee grounds clinging to his shirt. "You get me," he said, the words low and deliberate. "Not Holly's plaything. Not Rich's leftovers. Me. A man who walked away from your bullshit when it got served on a silver platter. Who ignored your begging and your naked videos. Who told your chaos-supplying best friend exactly where she can shove her influence." He leaned in, his breath stirring her hair. "You want loyalty? Fine. But it’s a two-way street, Piper. You want this" he gestured sharply between them "you burn every other bridge. Tonight. Or I walk out that door again, and this time, I don’t come back. I'll quit this job and not go to Mrs. Paul party later tonight. However you agree to be my girlfriend. You can come as my girlfriend."

Piper stared at him, her chest rising and falling rapidly. The raw vulnerability in her eyes warred with old habits, the ghost of Rich’s smirk and Holly’s mocking laugh echoing in the cramped space. She swallowed hard, the sound loud in the silence. "Okay," she whispered, the word barely audible. Then, stronger, "Okay, John. Tonight. At Mrs. Paul's party. I'll... I'll tell them. Both of them. No more."

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