I smiled wider at that, humming as I cleaned. “He can try.” I dried my hands off on a fresh cloth. “Anyway, I thought you got off on this type of thing.” Rush snorted, crossing his tattooed arms. “Keep fucking dreaming. You are way to chill after ripping someone’s nails out. The screams alone get under my skin.” I laughed. “To be fair, I normally gag them.” He cringed. “Your cheeriness creeps me out sometimes.”
