Kindle Notes & Highlights
Holy shit! I was seriously touching a chick’s boob. My very first boob touching. It was awesome.
Every action had a consequence. Yet, despite all my years as a dreg, I never could have imagined what would come next. Or how the events that unfolded would change us all.
I choked out a laugh, jerking back, my face scalding hot. “Stop it,” I chided. “I almost stabbed you with this.” He sniggered. “Oh baby, I’ve got something I want to stab you with…”
And once I gave in, once he took what he wanted from me, he would kick me to the curb. Because that was what players did. They took and took until there was nothing left to take. Then they left, leaving nothing but carnage in their wake.
He thought he was going to make me bleed? Little did he know, I was going to make him bleed, too.
