The Rogues - Protect
I breath relief, he called me little bunny, the nickname he gave, but his eyes are different: raw, wild, wanton.
“I came to see if you were alright.”
He gives a straight answer:
“Do I look alright? Look at me, Samantha, look deep in my eye and tell me what you really see.”
I try to show confidence but the words got tangled in my mouth, so I stutter:
“I, I se… see you, Damy.”
He shakes his head and is quiet, without taking his eyes off of me for a second.
“It’s bad to lie, what should I do to you, little tasty bunny?”
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