This was great. Just great. I struggled against the bindings for a minute before I realized that with each movement, they grew tighter. I finally gave up when Jonah hissed as the binds cut into our chests.
“Jesus, Superstar. Stop. That’s not going to work.”
“You know, as much as I enjoy being pressed against your back, Jonah. I would prefer it if we were freed.” I relaxed as the fire I felt for him ignited with every brush I made against him. “I mean, I’m all for bonding, but this is too much.”
Jonah was quiet for a second. After a moment, he broke the silence around us. “What do you know about my abilities?”
“What are you talking about?”
“How I burned Elliot. Spill it, Superstar.”
“Fine. When I was out, Apollo stopped by for a visit.”
“A visit?” His words were laced with sarcasm. “
