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Just like on a chess board, the queen ruled everything. He’d made a mistake in revoking the rejection because I was the fucking queen here, and I would sacrifice them all to learn my truth.
Sure, we’d just made friends like toddlers in the park, but why did adults have to complicate everything? If you click with someone, be their friend. If they prove they’re not worthy of your friendship, bury their body and start again.
This was a serious situation, with a beast ready to rip my head from my body. It was certainly not the time to be cockmerised, no matter how impressive the specimen in question, or how long I’d been without him.
My plan to grow on him like some sort of exotic fungus was in full swing.
“I think that’s why I love the stories with villains instead of heroes as the main characters,” I whispered. “Heroes are limited because they always have to do the right thing. But villains aren’t restricted by their moral compasses. They will do literally anything and destroy anyone who tried to hurt those they love. I think, deep down, I’ve always considered myself a villain. In that way.”
“Mine,” he said softly. Dammit, who knew I was such a hussy for that one possessive word? Because I was fairly certain my panties could swim out of here.
His lips twitched. “How’s your ass feeling, Sunshine?” My mouth went dry. “Uh, I mean, I’m all into sexy subject changes, but that one seems like a relatively extreme segue.”
The Shadow Beast, demon of the darkness, and plunderer of my vagina.
“You’re perfect at any height,” he told me, “but in truth, I’d prefer to be the one who reaches the high shelves for you.” Aw, fuck, that was almost romantic.
