Emery (Unexpected, #3)

by Cora Rose

Lex: Fine. Here is my advice. Just stay calm. Run a lap or ten. Me: I’m in a car. With him. He has nice lips. I keep staring at them. I want to eat them. Snack on them. Lex: I’ll send up a prayer for you, Hannibal Lecter. Thoughts and prayers.