I laughed and mused her hair. "Clever little minx, do you know which brother?" She thrashed and I heard her teeth clamp together as she attempted to bite me. "Naughty minx, don't make me punish you before the others get here."
She glared at me then, considering which one of us I might be. I let her consider while she stared me up and down, inspecting me a little too thoroughly. "You threatened to r**e me, so I'm guessing Bradley Kierson. I've heard of you. If you think that's going to f*cking scare me, I hate to break it to you, but it doesn't." She arched against the restraints without breaking eye contact and grit her teeth at me.
It was my turn to look confused but I pulled the mask back down before she saw too much of it. There was no point in arguing against a rumor when her thinki
