Page 33 of Rebellion

Sofia frowned in confusion.What was he talking about?

Sofia:My usual thing?

It would likely be easier justto call him. But this felt safer. As though she could say almost anything to him.

Which was ridiculous because she couldn’t.

Colm:Where you deflect any questions about yourself and turn them on someone else. Most people might not notice. But I do.

Yeah,she had a feeling he didn’t miss a lot.

Sofia:How is Miller?

Colm:Just proving my point. And she’s not great. Dizzy and confused. But Rogan is looking after her.

Sofia:They seem close.

No answer.

Shoot. She’d pushed for something he couldn’t talk about.

Colm:Are you going to be able to sleep?

She chewedher lip as she debated what to say. It was second nature for her to lie. She didn’t even see it as lying anymore because ever since she was little, she’d been taught to always guard what she said.

Never admit to weakness.

Because she didn’t get to be weak.

But how could Colm use this against her? Would he even use it? Could she trust him? Even just a bit...

Sofia:I don’t know. Every time I stop or when I close my eyes, I think I’m going to see him lying there next to me as soon as I open them again.

Colm:Good girl.

Huh?

That reply confused her. Good girl for what? Killing Dima? For not being able to stop thinking about it?

She wasn’t sure.

Although she was well aware that she liked being called a good girl. Her body had warmed from the inside out, and there was a tingling in her clit that she hadn’t experienced in ages.

Getting turned on wasn’t really easy for her.

And here he was doing it with just two words.

Was the man magic?

Sofia:Um. What?

Colm:Good girl for telling me the truth instead of trying to hide it.

Oh.That’s why she was a good girl?

Colm:I know that me telling you that you did the right thing, the only thing you could do, doesn’t necessarily help. But that is what I’m going to say to you.

Normally,she’d agree that it wouldn’t really help. But she did feel a sort of loosening in her stomach. That knot was unraveling slightly.