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“Yeah, but I didn’t. I saved you. Remember?”

She hadn’t made up her mind about me. I could see the indecision on her face. That was all I needed, just enough belief that I might be one of the perhaps not good, but better guys, and she would set me free, or at least give me some chance at survival.

“Water,” she said eventually. “That’s it, though. I’m not going to be making you fucking coffee next.”

I suppressed a smile. “I can’t imagine you’d make me coffee even if we were dating.”

“I don’t date either,” she said. “I screw who I want, but don’t expect any of the romantic crap that goes with it.”

I gave her a wink. “Got it.”

She glared at me. “That wasn’t supposed to be an instruction manual.”

“Sounded like you were giving me some tips.”

“Well, I wasn’t. So quit it.”

She gave a huff of exasperation and turned away from me to walk toward the stairs.

“Where are you going?” I asked her.

“To get you some damn water,” she called back, without bothering to look back around at me.

I watched her ass and slender legs as she walked back up the stairs, the narrow circumference of her waist. I’d bet I’d be able to get my fingers right around that waist, if my hands weren’t taped together, of course.

My desire to see her dead was fading by the second. I had the feeling Vee alive and kicking would prove to be much more fun.

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