When she stepped up so close to him, Church took a step back, lifting his hands to push her away from his chest. "It's no one's fault but your own that you're a horny bitch, and you're not touching York. Ever. And if you ever pretend I'm him when we're having sex, I'm going to snap your neck." If Tex ever said anyone's name but Church's in bed, he'd snap her neck. That was definitely a valid threat. "Now back the fuck up and tell me how sorry you are for killing me. And that you're never going to do it again. Then go over to my body and pull down my pants, part those pretty little lips, and suck my dead dick."