Which is why I have no problem leaning forward and hissing, “What the fuck do you want?” His smile curls into a smirk. “Well, you got me thinking the other night. About how I need a little more honesty in my life.” I stiffen. “Are you sure you know the definition of the word?” I don’t know what’s wrong with me. I’m usually better at controlling my mouth and what comes out of it, but something about Adrian has me firing off like a loose cannon – which is a dangerous problem to have in front of a murderer. Adrian just keeps smiling, though. “I’m a quick learner.”