Shuffling, I manage to whisper, "Sorry." I don't manage to elaborate, but that's okay. Sorry will suffice. Sorry for being in the same space as you. For catching you half-naked. For being here. For— "Sorry for what?" he says, his voice unaffected. I'm trying to work that out. "Um, for... being here?" Staring at me, a soft grin moves across his lips, and it startles me, because he's calm in our encounter and I'm ready to explode. "She doesn't eat. Hardly sleeps." He pauses, and my heart becomes an erratic drum between my ears. "If you were my property, I'd bend you over my knee." In shock, my
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