I pulled back instinctively, while trying not to show I was afraid. I should never have let his visit get this far.
“But what if he knew your nasty secrets?”
“Like what, Kyle?”
“Like your sleazy s*x books.”
“He already knows,” I said flatly.
This didn’t phase him like I hoped it would. Instead, he sat back and eyed me up and down in an inspection that made me queasy. His lip turned up in the lewdly scowling way he had. “How about the times I pimped you out, Rachel? Does he know about that?”
I waited trying to catch my breath, realizing how desperate Kyle was.
“We were never going to talk about that again,” I reminded him. “Or did you forget the promise you made to me. You’ve never broken that promise, Kyle.”
“Well, things happen, Rach,” he poked around in his pockets nervously, as
