Play Me

by Adriana Locke

t0

um, is that a ZERO where the 'o' should be?

You’re not a robot. He’s a good-looking man, and it’s been a fortnight since you’ve had physical contact with the male species. Relax.

“If you didn’t hate me, I might kiss you right now,” he whispers. He’s close enough to feel the heat of his breath. I pant, working hard to remember how to perform basic bodily functions. I lift my chin, my inhale shaky. “If you didn’t hate me, I might let you.”

“If I were a betting man,” he says, “I’d guess that you protect yourself because you’ve never been safe enough to relax.”

“I’m giving you my heart because I know it’s safe in your hands. And I want you to know that yours is safe in mine.” I lean toward her. “Always.”

Alder

Adler - at least Sebastian York knew the right name to say, even if the DL was transposed.