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I didn’t expect to see hiain, that’s for sure He didn’t strike me as the type to do what he’s no doubt come here to do And yet, here he is Maybe there’s oing to kick ive you so a canteen

My vision is still wavering, , and h gritted teeth "Are you planning on druggingto now" Romeo takes another step forward, and I can’t help it--Iacross the stone like snakeskin "And I could clean that graze for you if you let me I didn’t realize how bad it e were on the water"

I glance down to see what looks like ink in the lantern light staining the side of le in theback toup through ain, and this ti back before I have tiers clench around the ropes bindingto his froh to take him out, and even if it hat then?

But he stops anyatching s the strap of the canteen over his shoulder and crosses his ared me out of my bar, shot me, forced me to breathe cheed round cave How do you think I’?

But I’ll tear ive hiiving it every ounce of ?"

His sht from one foot to the other I wonder who pulled the hot-pink plastic out of his leg, and if they gave him a hard time for it

"It’s the least of my probleht me home if you didn’t think Mom and Dad would like me"

"I’ll know better next time" He tips his head to one side "Sure you don’t want soles the canteen so the water sloshes audibly My mouth suddenly feels like it’s wallpapered with sand

I want to tell hiet iced I want to punch that perfect jaw until the s assurance falls off

But I want the water nore how dry my throat feels "You drink first" Not that that helped me before

He rolls his eyes, like it’s unreasonable for me to mistrust him He unscrews the canteen and puts it to his ulps it doith a noisy glug glug of water When he finally lowers it, heinto the one now You hat’s left?"

Only the pain in ain "You’re kind of an asshole, aren’t you? The pretty ones always are"

He makes a show of surprise "You think I’ Look, you want this or not?"

He’s figured out his devil-ht I’m half afraid it’s about to break "What, do you want loat?"

He raises an eyebrow, that soing to try to kick my pretty face in if I co to hurt hihtly I can’t even sit upright "What would your buddies say? Scared of a girl tied to a post in the ground"

"They’d say ‘Don’t go near her, that’s Lee Chase, she eats rebel babies for breakfast’"

My throat closes a little Be proud, I reht make them think twice before they shoot at your platoon I inhale sharply throughYou want thee to kick you anyway," I say eventually

He takescarefully, though, watching ns I’e so the truth when I said I didn’t have the right leverage I can’t get him, the way I’m tied down

"I’ll hold it for you," he says quietly, dropping into a crouch atwith et your water, I reulp down the last dregs of the slightly muddy water inside Their filters don’t work any better than ours do It still tastes like swamp When I’m done, he lowers the canteen and rests his elbows on his knees, watching me Backlit as he is, I can’t littering in the gloohtly narrowed