Archie's POV:
I saw an opportunity and my f*cking mouth went ahead to ruin it and asked her to sleep with me. Her reaction was predetermined, especially with the words I chose to use. Mistakes verbally were not common with me. I am always, always sure of what I am about to say before it goes out. In this case, I am at fault.
"Sleep with me."
"Sorry?" Prim thought she heard me wrong. This is also the time when I realize that I should have played my cards very carefully. She's already unimpressed that I am asking her something in return for the blood that our child needed. The child that I vowed to look after.
"Sleep with me. One night with me and you'll get every blood you need."
Prim was silent. It's time to step back. She's already assuming that I am a horrible person, but right now
