My Best Friend's Brother
The man crouched in front of me, leveling our gazes.
"I'm Sparrow. And you?" His lips curved up as he plucked the cigarette from in between his lips and tapped it against his boot, putting it out.
I clenched my jaw.
"Oh, right," he chuckled. "Forgot you can't speak."
He pursed his lips, mockingly.
"Give me a minute, darling," he murmured. His hands moved behind my head. A rough tug. The gag fell away.
I gasped, drawing in fresh air.
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