Archer is mean and has no problem telling me he’s going to kill me some day.
So I’m kind of back to where I started.
Tons of questions.
No answers.
My inner thighs trembling.
My body wanting more of the guy I should have nothing to do with.
I stand up and shut the window.
An idea comes to mind.
I rush to the bedroom door and open it, fully intending on leaving.
Until I see Archer standing there.
Blocking my path.
He steps toward me, his body touching mine.
His left hand touches the small of my back.
“Your turn?” I whisper, trying to flirt.
“I don’t take turns, sweet thing,” Archer growls. “I just take what I want, when I want it.”
Archer kisses me.
I grab his shirt.
I break the kiss.
I bite my bottom lip.
“What?” he growls.
“I have a confession to make, Archer,” I whisper.
“Which is?”
I swallow hard.
I can’t believe what I’m about to say.
“I like… when you use the knife…”
Chapter 15
Iback up into my bedroom and Archer follows me.
He kicks the door shut.
And he locks it.
His way of telling me I’m all his right now.