“Yes, Maddison, your actions.” This is the second time he’s used my full name today, and I swear I can feel the syllables pulse between my legs. “And maybe next time something like this happens, you’ll call me immediately and not drive an unsafe vehicle all over the state.” “But-” “No buts,” he yanks the door open, and lowers his voice, “and no touching that dripping cunt. You’ll wait to come until I’m the one to do it.”
