My breath hitched, but I couldn’t answer. I didn’t trust my voice, I didn’t trust the way my body was still shaking from him, from everything. I hated how much I wanted to believe him, how much I wanted to lose myself in the comfort of his words. And then…he ruined it. “Be a good girl for me, darlin’,” he murmured, his thumb brushing against my lower lip as he leaned down for a kiss.
