sweetnastyreads
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"Don't ever run from me, baby," I said softly. "I love the chase."
Her jaw tightened. "Stop calling me baby, Ezra."
I smiled. Slow. Mean. The kind that never reaches my eyes.
"You don't get to tell me what to call you," I said. "You're whatever the fuck I call you."
She stared at me like I was dangerous.
Good.
I leaned back, relaxed, watching the way her hands shook just a little. "Relax," I added. "If I wanted to catch you, you'd already be caught."
Then I chuckled, low and amused. "But where's the fun in that?"