T-1000 Novels & Stories

The fact that her efforts were lasting an entire day was already rare. Normally, if she backed down once and I didn't respond, she would switch to getting mad, and then it'd be my turn to soothe her. But today, all I could think about was whether I'd be chosen for the overseas training program, so I only gave her half-hearted replies. When we finally arrived, I realized she had taken me to an observatory. She grabbed my hand, excited. "I hear there'll be a meteor shower tonight. This is the best place to see it. When I was little, Ron and I used to—"

Then his cold hand slid up my thigh—right in front of everyone. I snapped. Fought like hell and sank my teeth into his arm. "You some kinda animal?" Mark hissed. I stared him down. "Don't touch me. You make my skin crawl." "Oh, I make your skin crawl?" His laugh turned sharp. Mean. He yanked the papers from my hand and signed with this smug little flourish. Then barked at his assistant, "Cut off Mrs. Jensen's medical payments. Let Jenna find out what skin crawl REALLY feels like."