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He let me go with one arm and fumbled behind him. A moment later a flash of turquoise caught my eye as he captured my wrists, positioning them behind me. My centre of gravity shifted as Q bound my wrists with his tie. With him deep inside and my hands restrained behind my back, I toppled forward. But Q caught me, helping steady me while lowering me to the floor. “Put your cheek on the carpet.” Letting me angle my head, Q waited before releasing me. Blood rushed to my temples, and my tender neck screamed, but I didn’t make a peep. My heart rate ratcheted as the helicopter swooped to the right. ...more
Quintessentially Q (Monsters in the Dark, #2)
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