Page 9 of The Bounty

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“Then whereareyou taking me?” She snaps, her voice raw.

“Back to my place.”

Her anger rolls off her in waves, the aroma intoxicating.

I could become addicted to it.

“If you touch me…”

Her empty threats are delightful.

“You’re in no position to fight me,” I purr. “But, no. That’s not the plan.”

She exhales.

“At least not yet, anyway.” I add.

I can’t help myself. Teasing her is too much fun.

“I’ll kill you.” She whispers.

When’s the last time I smiled around someone so much? Her attitude and fierceness light something inside my chest.

Something deep and dangerous.

“I’d love to see you try,” I quip back.

She squirms in her seat.

I sigh, imagining the scene that we’ll cause when I bring her back to the house.

I can’t fucking wait.

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