The downtown...wasn't an inviting place.
Parked beside an alley against the darkness was unsettling. But that didn't even come close to the discomfort of his question.
"You..."
Cynric scoffed, a sound mimicking ridicule.
"You said you 'feel' like you need me." My eyebrows crushed.
"I get that you don't love me. Not after what is going on in your head. But...why are we taking this so personal? It's like...weirdly thrilling. A taste so naive yet so mature."
I lost him at that. I rolled my eyes and pulled my panties up.
"Cynric. I don't know where you're getting at." I said, slightly irritated.
But that just worsened the situation more.
"I get it.
You don't love me.
But...you don't even like me."
This time, I had to physically restrain myself from holding his collar and
