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Her lip wobbles. Before I can reach down and snatch it between my teeth, she sucks it between her own.
After a few seconds, she continues. “I admire you more than I can say for being one of far too few people willing actually to do something to save them. The world needs more people like you, Zade.”
“Maybe,” I murmur, giving in and placing a soft kiss on the corner of her lips. “But all I need is you.”
Her eyes close, and she nods to herself. I don’t know what conclusion she comes to in that pretty little head of hers, but when she opens her eyes and gazes up at me, it looks a little like she needs me, too.
My hand slides into her hair, and just as I’m closing the distance, a voice filters in through Addie’s bedroom door.
“Who's ready for a murder inves—” the loud voice trails off, replaced by a loud gasp.
Mine and Addie's heads both turn at the same time. Standing in her bedroom staring at us with a mixture of disbelief and anger is Addie's best friend.
“Hello, Daya,” I greet, my mask falling into place as I smirk and step away from Addie.
My little mouse is embarrassed. I note the hint of shame, but it was expected. It’s going to take time for Addie to truly accept within herself that she has given in to her stalker.
“What the hell? Is this him?”
My smirk widens, and I turn to look at Addie. “Have you been gossiping about me, little mouse? Did you tell her how big my cock is?”
Addie’s eyes pop comically. Her hand curls and swings it right into my chest. It feels like she just threw a slice of bread at me.
“Asshole! No!”
If it wasn’t for the small figure charging towards me, the loud stomping would be a clear indicator to the storm coming my way. I turn and swoop out of the way
of another flying fist. This one packing a lot more punch.
That one might have felt like a whole loaf of bread.
I can tell the girl can hit, but fists don’t affect me these days. I’ve grown too accustomed to the bite of a bullet instead.
I laugh, catching Daya by her arm before she flies ass over teacup over the balcony.
She wouldn’t look so pretty with her face bashed in and her skull cracked open.
“Damn, you both woke up and chose violence today, huh?”
Daya rips her arm from my hand and glares at me, her pretty green eyes full of ire. And then she turns to Addie. “I thought we hated him.”
I cock a brow, also staring at Addie and waiting for her answer. At this point, she can lie and say she still does. I know the truth, and that’s what matters. I have a single feeling in my body, and it’s attached to the freckled-face girl who looks like she’s having a stroke. It’s going to take a lot more than her lying to her best friend to hurt it.
Addie's face is red and her mouth flops, but no words come out. She might even be going into cardiac arrest.
Daya trains her glare on me and opens her mouth, but I cut in, “I’d be very careful about your words and any swinging limbs. I do sign your paychecks.”
Her eyes widen, taken aback. “So it is you. You are Z?” she demands.
“What, does my face not meet your expectations?”
The look that comes over Daya's face is pure entertainment. I swear you can’t find this shit on T.V. anymore.
She flounders for an answer but comes up short. All she really can do is just stare.
“I hope you understand that Addie never really stood a chance. Don’t blame her.”
Addie crosses her arms, huffing at me and finally finding her voice. All I had to do was piss her off. “I make my own decisions, Zade. Quit acting like I didn’t have a choice.”
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