The Four Leaf

by Lee Jacquot

“Now, for my secret.” He smiles, silencing the alarm and slipping the phone back into his front pocket. “I want to know what my name sounds like when you come.”

“I need you to know something, Bambi. I’ve waited a long time for this. I won’t be sweet, soft, or anything remotely close to gentle. This will be years of pent-up desire, unleashed in a way that will leave you a fucking mess. Are you sure this is what you want?”

“I found you, Bambi,” he growls, his eyes burning into me. “And I keep what I catch.” “Like finders keepers?” I breathe, my heart singing from what his words imply. Though his gaze remains deadly, his lips twitch, a hint of a grin playing at the edges. “Yes. You’re mine now, Samantha.”