I sat on bed, hesitating. If he's not dead by now...
I dial the number.
"So you finally decided to call me?"
"Come over. I have a proposal for you."
"I'll be there."
And he was. Not even an hour later. He just walks in, eyes on me.
"Alright. What is it?" He asks.
I lick my lips. Am I doing this?
Yes. I have to. If I don't...
"Sit," he takes a seat on my bed.
"What is it gorgeous I don't have all day."
"I want you...I want you to erase him."
He quirks a brow. "Excuse me?"
"I've only ever been with one man. And he's...you're right. I want revenge on Scar. But I have feelings for him. And I don't know how to...not. So I want you to f**k that out of me. And I want you to help me get revenge."
He chuckles. "I'm sorry what?"
I lick my lips, taking off my sweatshirt. I straddle him
