“If you’ve stayed friends with him over some mis-fuckin’-guided attempt to get justice for Kate, I swear to fuckin’ God, Mei, I’ll turn you over my knee and tan your ass so hard you won’t be able to sit for a goddamn year.” “I’m not a child anymore, Axe-Man,” I sneered, shoving at him with two hands. He didn’t even budge. “You think I’d threaten to spank you if you were?” he asked, his voice so dark, so rich, it felt like black velvet tied around my throat just a little too tight.
