Page 255 of Mayhem and Minnie

“I might be the exception to the rule.”

“You’re the exception to everything,” she whispers. “Everything but that. Not when I’ve sacrificed so much to…” She trails off, squeezing her eyes shut.

“Why did you come here, Minnie? To my world?” I pause. “To me?”

Her eyes snap open.

“You know why.”

“You could have escaped to any world. Why this one?”

She licks her lips.

“Because you’re here,” she whispers.

An answer that shoots straight to my heart.

“Minnie… You need to pull away. I’m too weak to resist you.”

“I don’t think I can resist you either,” she murmurs.

“Then we have a problem, don’t we?” I smile as I cup her cheek.

She leans into my touch, closing her eyes and releasing a deep sigh.

“I want you,” I tell her honestly. “I want to kiss you so badly, I’m fucking drowning in want.”

She grabs my hand and lays a kiss in the center of my palm.

“But we can’t do that, can we? We can’t even do that…” I curse under my breath as I take my hand away and move back, putting some distance between us.

She gulps down, her expression troubled.

She opens her mouth to speak, then closes it.

Her eyes sparkle with unshed tears.

She looks away and a tear slips down her cheek.

“No, darling. Don’t,” I whisper. The mere sight of her like this breaks my heart.

She gets up and looks around the van. She opens cupboard after cupboard until she finds what she’s looking for.

A knife.

I frown.

She slowly comes to me, a determined expression on her face.

I don’t get to ask her what she wants to do because as she gets back on the bed, she comes straight for me.

She straddles me, wiggling her bottom as she settles right against the ridge of my erection.

Fuck.

Before I know it, a searing pain erupts from my chest as she brandishes the blade around. She starts from my neck and goes lower, cutting my pectorals, my abs, until she reaches the band of my pants. Right above my belt, she makes a horizontal cut.

“Minnie…” I groan when she leans in and opens her mouth to lick the blood from the last cut. She traces her tongue against the gash, tantalizingly close to my groin.