Lilith's brow furrowed in confusion — then her eyes went wide, realization crashing over her like cold water. She hit the brakes hard, the car letting out a sharp, desperate squeal as she fought the wheel, pulling them to a jarring stop on the shoulder.
They think Leo is her s*x slave?! Why?! Like, why?! So what is Leo saying? That that’s what Hannah wanted from him? For Leo to be Hannah’s s*x slave?!
“Are you--” sure? Lilith can’t get herself to finish that question.
How could he not be? He was the one Hannah hit on. “I-I’m sorry...” Lilith opens her mouth; only an apology came out. “I dragged you into this.”
Leo shakes his head. How is that her fault? It’s just his life, a low life with a pretty face. People like Hannah are everywhere. Lilith didn’t drag him to them; she has delayed
