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Note: Do not accept food or drink from this patient. Monitor closely.
HIS LEVEL OF INSANITY HASN’T GOT ANYTHING ON MINE
‘TOXIC’ – 2WEI
NIGHTSHADE
“You’re not Hatchet.”
She’s dripping wet, naked, and brandishing a shitty little razor like it’s a lifeline. Cute.
My dick twitches in interest and the pulse in my throat starts to flicker double time, causing me to swallow thickly.
Her arm drops to her side, no longer seeing me as a threat – foolish – and I raise a brow at her with a slow one-sided smile.
“Disappointed?” I drawl, smirking because I already know the answer.
“No,” she lies.
“You can still call me Daddy if that’s what gets you off. I’m only a couple of years younger than Hatchet.”
She scoffs at me, but I see the way her own pulse flickers in her throat. She’s into it. Intome.
“Are you scared of me?” I ask, still watching that fragile pulse point like it’s a live lie detector. Which, I guess, it is.
“Sort of,” she answers after a beat.
“That’s not a no.” I smirk.
“But it’s not a yes either.”
She’s interesting. So brave. But is it all bravado? If she’d denied being afraid of me, I would have smelled her bullshit a mile off. But she didn’t lie. She opted for honesty, and her honest opinion is that she hasn’t decided if she’s afraid of me yet.
“Smart girl.”
Her pupils blow, and I file that away for later. I thought I imagined it at the dinner table, but her body has just confirmed it. Her nipples, hard enough to hang your coat on, could just be due to her getting out of the shower and being caressed by the cold air. But eyes never lie. She’s aroused by me. Or by my words at least. I’ll take that.
I turn my attention back to the blade in her hand, hanging limply by her side. I nod to it. “You planning to use that? You don’t appear to have much hair left.”
She glances down at the blade, seeming surprised that it’s in her hand, then she drops it to the floor with a light clatter. Then she looks back at me.
“There. Now I’m unarmed.” She scowls to hide her arousal, but I can see her nipples are hard peaks begging for my teeth, and her pupils are blown out. “What do you want?”
“Aren’t you going to put on some clothes, or at least wrap up in a towel?”
She shakes her head. “No. Not until I know why you’re here.”
I can’t believe her lack of embarrassment or shame. Not that her body would be a cause for either, but society has drummed it into us from childhood that our nakedness is something we should hide.
“Why’s that?” I have to bite my tongue to hide my amusement.
“Because if you’re here to attack or hurt me, I don’t want a bulky, cumbersome towel getting in the way.”
“In the way of my attacking you?” I fail to hide the amusement in my voice.
“In the way of my defending myself.” She replies with a cheeky wink and a grin.
Really fucking cute. She continues to surprise me. I like her sass and her playfulness.
