Nikistory7
~Minor spoiler~
"You've heard of him?" I asked, cocking my head slightly.
"There's no way you know him. Where did you hear that name?" Rick demanded, clearly losing patience.
I just smiled, faking confidence like my life depended on it. I mean, it kind of did.
"Oh, I know him. And you're not going to lay a finger on us, because he's going to want to see me."
Was I bluffing? Maybe.There was a solid chance he wouldn't want to see me ever again. But one thing I did know? He wouldn't want me getting murdered without his knowledge.
At the very least... he'd want to be the one pulling the trigger.
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Are you kidding with me? - he was almost histerical. - You stole from me. You shot me. We were constantly fighting. -God forbid a girl is passionate.
All true, not what I asked. - I said, moving closer.
- I didn't miss your attitude. The way you never let me have some peace and quite. The sex was good, though - he deflected, I moved closer.
-Did you miss me? - I asked again, looking deep into his eye.
...
I did. I missed you. I still do.
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