LauriFrom the sound of his voice, I didn’t think he actually meant talk as in exchange words in an open form of communication. The hard slap he delivered to my ass when I tried to buck off his shoulder explained pretty well what his idea of talk was going to mean.
“I wasn’t being bratty.” I swung my fists at his back, but he didn’t seem to notice as he never even broke stride as he marched up the stairs to the second floor.
“Oh, I think you were. At least a little. Maybe you didn’t believe me. Maybe you wanted to see what happens to naughty girls.”
“Why didn’t you want to see me when you went away? Why did you just drop me like that?” I asked. His shoulder dug into my stomach; I needed a distraction if I weren’t going to lose what little pizza I had just eaten.
A door banged as he kick
