“Tommy,” I gasped. “Tommy, please—” He leaned in close, hissing, “Would you shut up, you idiot? I’m not actually choking you.” A wheezy breath passed my lips, strained and panicked, but I could still breathe. I kicked my legs beneath him and he pinned me harder to the floor. “For the love of god, would you pretend to fucking die so we can get out of here?”
