“Bullshit. You want to be a bad boy. Don’t you, little demon?” I pull back to look at him. The wideness of his eyes narrows. The switch from good boy to bad boy happens instantly. His act goes out the window and familiar defiance joins the party. But his next move actually does surprise me. From somewhere beneath the purple, he pulls a dagger and holds it to my throat, shifting it until it presses snuggly to my pulse point.
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