I took a step toward her, but she took a step back. A smile pulls at the corner of my lips and she shivers when she sees it. She’s stuck between deciding if she should stand and fight, or take flight. The need to give chase runs through my veins. I want nothing more than to run after her.
Don’t run, Ady. I won’t be able to help it if you run.
I’m scared, Shane.
Maybe that would be wise.
Are you going to hurt me, Shane?
That’s not the right question. I think the right question is: Do you want to hurt me?
Do you want to hurt me?
Yes, Princess. I do.
Please don’t.
Don’t do that.
Don’t do what?
Don’t beg. I like it too much.
She shivered and I knew it was my words and not the cold that was having an effect on her. Before I knew what I was doing, before I could stop myself I was i
