She lowered to her knees, ripping open the second alcohol wipe and cleaning his skin. “Like what?” he rasped, eyes darkening. Hurry up before I ruin you in the middle of a fucking forest. “L-like a dumbbell o-or a b-burger,” she squeaked, her cheeks burning with colour. “Did you mean to talk in my head just now?” “No.” His confusion sparked inside her. “You heard me? What did I say?”
