"So, where are you gonna start?" I finally asked. Sitting there in silence next to him was only making me more nervous. Marco was the kind of person that just looking at him will make you feel small, feel inferior, feel ready to be his servant whenever he asks.
"Start what?" Even though I wasn’t looking at him, I could bet Marco wasn’t looking at me either when he said that.
"I don’t think we came all the way here just for a picnic."
"Neither do I. I was thinking of ways to make you scream."
I immediately whipped my head toward him, my cheeks burning. I tried to play it cool. "I’m serious."
Marco sighed, sliding his sunglasses up onto his head before finally meeting my eyes. "It’s complicated. You’ll get confused."
I sat up from my lounging position, crossing my legs on the beach cha
