It feels right.
It feels so right.
Her lips on mine is heaven and hell. Hot and cold in all the right places. I could do this forever.
Suddenly, I am not upright. I am no longer steady on my feet.
My knees knock together and my ankles bend at an awkward angle. I groan in pain before my chest is forced away from Hanna and I am sent flying back. I land with a thud.
What the hell?
My eyes lock with Hanna and I realize she is the one who shoved me backwards and knocked me off my feet. Damn, she's good.
The gun is pointed at my face once more. s**t. My lack of progress is disappointing. I open my mouth to protest but she beats me to it.
"You," She seethes. "You piece of shit."
I've been called worse.
But somehow, this……
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