Page 20 of Detained

I ignore the woman and slip out of the door into the darkness with Frankie.

“You didn’t feel like joining the girls?” he asks, holding out a packet of cigarettes to me. I take one, place it between my lips, and he lights it for me.

“Not really my thing. Now, I want my answers.”

“Go on, then,” he pauses and smirks. “You get one and so do I.”

I place my hand on my hip, the cool air causing me to shiver.

“That wasn’t the deal, Frankie.” I scowl at him.

He stretches one arm against the wall, framing me with his tall body.

“Tough. I’ll go first. Do you have a boyfriend?”

I blink a few times at him, his face expressionless.

“No.”I don’t know why I felt the need to even reveal that to him. As stalkers go, I’m doing a pretty shit job at this.I just want to know the answer to one burning question.

“Good,” he replies, blowing out smoke.

“Excuse me?”

He grins at me.

“I’d be pretty pissed if my girlfriend got herself off imagining another man fucking her.”

My mouth gapes open.

“You have no idea what I was thinking about.” I take a long drag. He leans towards me and I clench my thighs. Jesus, what is wrong with me?

I blow the smoke straight in his face, and he waves it nonchalantly out of the way.

“Now I know the most important thing there is to know about you, Zara.” He licks his lower lip.

“Really? What’s that?” I counter.

His head lowers, even with mine. “Just how absolutely breathtaking you look when you come thinking about me.”

His hungry eyes scan my body as he scratches his beard.

“Fuck off.” I glare at him.

He laughs. “You really don’t learn, do you?”His eyes darken as his finger trails up my bare arm, making me suck in a breath.

“Stop,” I whisper.

His chest rumbles as his voice deepens. “Admit you got off thinking about me.”

I shake my head, dropping my cigarette to the ground. He stamps it out for me, stroking along my collarbone.

I won’t ever let him know the truth. My heart races as his fingers loosely wrap around my throat.

“Say it.”His lips hover over mine.

“Why? Will it make you feel better about coming all over your hand watching me?” I raise my eyebrow at him, biting the inside of my mouth.

“I didn’t do that from watching you.”The tease of his smile grows.

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