I caught his hand. What do you want me to do?Leaning down, he kissed the pulse beating on my neck just above the damaged skin. Tomorrow, I need you to die.
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Matt was almost completely naked. A tattered loincloth and an ugly chain with a yellow diamond were his only apparel.
Do you think we can be friends? I asked. He stared up at the ceiling. Probably not, but we can pretend.
