Stalked By My Boyfriends Best Friend
“Was that part of the game?”
She shrugs slightly, chewing her lip in thought. “Maybe I’m numb, maybe I’m broken and twisted, but that kind of stuff—the thrill, the fight, knowing others might be watching—it turns me on. But having someone touch me that I don’t know? That’s my line. That’s what breaks me.”
I study her face, seeing the sincerity in her eyes. “You’re not broken or twisted, Luna,” I say, my voice firm.
She laughs, shaking her head. “I got turned on by you chasing me through the woods, taunting me, threatening me. How is that not broken and twisted?”
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