VIOLET
I’m lifted and flipped around, thrown over a shoulder. An arm bands the back of my thighs to my assailant’s chest. I raise my head, but I don’t see Paris or her lackey, or the snake she was tangling with. Until I inhale his scent, and understanding dawns.
Ah.
Grey carries me outside and down the block. He doesn’t set me down, and I don’t fight it. The world is tilting, and I’d rather tumble headfirst into traffic than let him assist me. Right now, he’s just taking charge.
Nothing I can do about that.
“Your girlfriend already get you off? Is that why you came back for me?” I ask the concrete.
“She’s not my girlfriend.”
“Does she suck your d**k like I do?”
He groans. “You said that really f*****g loud back there, you know.”
I roll my eyes and relax further. His steps aren’t h
