I get up and do something i’d never see myself doing.
Gently I push his hand away and get up to sit on his lap. I slowly put my head on his shoulder and cup his strong jawline with my hand. Killer blinks a couple of times, looking disgusted first when he notices I now sat on his lap. Knowing I made a bad move, I start to move away as realization hits his face and he looks at my face.
He doesn’t give me the chance to move and wraps his big arms around my smaller body, smothering me against his body. I inhale the manly scent of Killer, together with the softer smell of leather and close my eyes. Waiting for him to continue telling his own living nightmare.
“People always used to tell me I was like a copy of my dad. The only thing I got from my mother was the coloring of my hair. My ste
