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“Manipulate?”
“You know, fan the flames of anger, or really fan the flames of anything. We’re basically like a dial. We can ramp any emotion up or down.”
“So I could make you afraid of me?”
“Not me, no. I have a natural immunity since we’re the same. Also, you can’t make someone feel something that isn’t already there. You can only amp up something that is.”
“And what is there with you?”
“I don’t know. You tell me.”
“How am I supposed to do that? Malice had to let me in.”
“I mean, if you want to cheat and do it the easy way, then fine. Close your eyes and I’ll let you in. I’ll lower my natural guard, and you can play around inside my head a little.”
She did as I told her, letting her eyes fall closed. I could feel her as she clumsily moved in my mind, attempting to lock onto something.
When she rolled her hips against me, I groaned in response as desire jackknifed inside me. “You’re playing with fire.”
Her eyes flashed. “Fire? Or lust?”
Oh, the little minx was testing her skills. Using what she knew.
She smirked. “Looks like I can ramp you up after all.”
“Baby, you’re rubbing your pretty pussy on my cock. Of course you’re ramping me up. But it’s not what I was talking about, and you know it.”
She gave me a teasing pout and settled back on my lap. “Okay, fine. But lust was all I picked up on from you. I’m not sure how that’s helpful.”
“Well, you didn’t sense any lingering exhaustion or anything, right?”
“No, but that’s not really an emotion, is it?”
I rolled my eyes. “You’re thinking too literally. You’re stuck on specifics when you should be considering the bigger picture.”
“All right, fine. Enlighten me. What’s the bigger picture?”
“You can use this to your advantage. Become a one-woman lie detector.”
“We just clarified that we can’t read minds, only emotions.”
“Right, which should be all you need to suss out a lie. My emotions should match my words. You should be able to sense deception if the two are conflicting.”
Her shoulders slumped as she considered my statement. “So if I ask you a question, I should be able to tell if you’re lying or truthful?”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She narrowed her eyes. “No more OriginalSin southern drawl from you.”
I smirked. “Sorry, darlin’.” It was my first lie of the moment.
Her eyes widened. “You’re not sorry at all.”
“Looks like she’s a natural,” I said with a smile, pleased that she’d picked up on exactly what I’d been trying to explain.
“Is sex all you want from me?”
My chest tightened. “Yes.”
