Chapter 161

"You drive a hard bargain, Jodie." Any smoother- his voice would drip like honey. Except this honey was nestled between the stinging bees.

She watched him comb back his caramel hair, wet, slick, raindrops falling down his sculpted abdomen where her fingers should have been. Should've. She should've done lot of things right then. Like kept her word. She'd insulted him, asked him to stay away. But her salivating self wouldn't listen. And catastrophe followed.

Her blood smeared cheek was the first thing he noticed.

"Did you cut yourself, Jodie?" She had a torn copy of bedtime stories, one of the big bad wolf constantly repeating a child's name- yes, Red Riding hood. Eerily similar feeling shimmered with the wind around them. Her humanness magnified against the feral animal in him with every step he took until his torso touched hers.

"Yes. A branch…." He hummed. A tut-tut like it was the most pitiful thing to happen today. She dug the front of her boots.

He kissed her eyelids, tender,