Chapter Fifteen

Playing Games

Thalia

Fine. If he wanted to play games then she would too. What was any giant, cocky macho man’s weakness? A damsel in distress. She could play innocent and confused just as well.

Going off to the bed with him sounded appealing of course. He was hot even if he was a maniac. Still, your enemies closer right? She just needed to take it a step further. Spice things up a little...but..how?

In a rush decision she took his hand, afraid a moment her grip was too tight, she shrunk her shoulders down and widened her eyes to look small and scared. He bought it! And even smiled! She looked around at the shadows and held in a giggle, boy was he easy to trick. Seemed like her every little emotion caught his attention. Her afraid of shadows? of the dark? the idea was more than laughable. Still...she had to admit there was something oddly enjoyable about holding his hand. He was warm and strong, his fingers clasping around her entire hand to her wrist, she hadn't really realized