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“Huh.” She scoffs. “As if I’m going anywhere with you. You’re fucking crazy.”

I freeze at her words and tone, rolling my tongue in my mouth as my anger nudges at my control. Gritting my teeth, I suck in some much needed oxygen, hoping for calm before I drop my chin to my chest.

I remind myself she has a right to be angry. That was always going to happen, and right now she is confused.

Turning away from her, I take a few steps to where the t-shirt I had hanging from my jeans pocket lies on the grass, and I pick it up, flicking it out to remove any stray grass or dirt.

“I appreciate that you’re a little pissed right now.” I say quietly as I turn and stroll towards Aggie. “But it really is in your best interest to never call me crazy again.” I step up to her, my gaze deadly serious before I slip the t-shirt over her head. I help her slip her arms in, and my t-shirt falls to her mid-thighs, working well to cover her naked flesh.

“Is that a threat?” She breathes quietly, suddenly losing her bravado.

Bending down into the bushes, I tug out my jeans and step into each leg. As I pull them up, covering my now lax cock, my eyes find Aggie’s again. “Not a threat, little elf. Just a word of advice.”

Her face falls soft, her lips parting a little as she studies me. I wonder if she’s happy with what she sees. Are my looks to her liking? Was she hoping for something different?

“Come on, Aggie. Let me show you.” I offer her my hand again, and this time, she takes it slowly, showing me her reluctance.

As her hand slips into mine, I gently rub my thumb over the back of her hand and watch how her brows furrow a little as she looks to where we are attached. She seems confused by my gentleness, which is understandable given the monster she’s been playing with for the last couple of days.

I start walking toward the tree line that borders the thick scrub we had run through earlier. When we reach it, I stop, smirking down at Aggie, before I bend and sweep her up to cradle her in my arms. A squeak flies from her mouth, and I can’t help it. I chuckle at how sweet it sounds as I step into the bushland.

“What are you doing?” She clings to my neck briefly, like I’m going to drop her, but then she relaxes in my hold, finally giving me her trust.

“Your feet are all cut up. I’m not letting them get worse.” I state and glance down at her in time to see her brows shoot up at my admission.

She doesn’t say anything, but as I step through the dry landscape, twigs digging into my feet as I go, I can feel her eyes on me. Watching me. Studying me.

Weaving through the trees, I stop by one and gesture my head up higher.

“Look.”

She glances up to see the evidence on the tree. It’s hard to tell exactly what it is in this dull light, but her brows quickly shoot up and she drops her eyes to mine.

“Is that paint?” She squeaks in disbelief, and I nod.

“Yes.”

Her eyes widen. “You were trying to hit me with paint balls?”

I grin and shake my head. “No. I was trying toscareyou with paint balls. There’s no way one would have hit you. I kept my aim high.”

Her eyes turn into slits, and my smirk drops.

“Come on, Aggie. You have to admit, that was fun. And fucking hot.” The whole thing had me hard as stone, and fuck, my dick is growing again just thinking about it.

“I’ll never admit that.” She snaps, narrowing her glare at me, which just makes me chuckle.

“Your body didn’t lie, beautiful.”

Her glare deepens, and I continue to smirk as I start walking again.

Was I trying to scare her? Yes. Why? I could admit that having people scared of me comes naturally, and runs thick in my veins, but that’s not what was happening here tonight. Primal play is better when the prey isn’t sure if it’s a game or not.

Is that fucked up? Yeah, it is. But do I care? Fuck no.

I knew Aggie could hack it, even if she was terrified. That’s why I chose her.

Even as she struggles with her anger as I carry her, she watches me again, taking in everything. Her mind must be racing, but she doesn’t speak her thoughts, instead keeping them locked tight inside her head.