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"What's wrong with journalis"

She sits up in the seat tall and turns toI've been thinking to et me, Nix"

I give a short laugh Maybe I aet her

"So, have you always been this rebel of a daughter?"

I can see froain and she hangs her head just a bit I've hit on soe reads loud and clear

"No I never rebelled," she says quietly "You wouldn't have liked o"

I try to lighten the mood a little because her voice sounds so embarrassed "Who says I like you now?"

I'm rewarded with a solid punch to my arm

And then she twists uts "You like me"

It twists ht Her voice is soft and sexy And she's notfor it to co to take it

Tiirl"

She laughs and it's that husky laugh that tightens my stomach even further My dick starts to twitch and I have to talk him down

Must think of so else

"So ouldn't I have liked you a few years ago?" If she's that bad, it will forestall a hard on, I'm sure

"Oh, let's see I was spoiled, vain, narcissistic, capricious, entitled, bitchy, bratty and snide And that's just for starters"

Her voice is light but I can tell she really believes she was all of those things

Surely not? Not the Emily I've seen and come toadmire?

"You're not those things now" I state it emphatically She may come from money and affluence but she's never once co but a down to earth kind of woman to me

"Thanks, Nix That's the nicest thing you've said toyou've ever said to anyone"

I glance over and give her a short s I've said to anyoneat least for a very long time

CHAPTER 11

Emily

I can't believe the conversation I've been having with Nix He's nored, but he's actually engaging me

And I like it This conversational Nix, along with the Nix that savedhim on a whole new level

I about sedwhen he walked into the kitchen He earing the saht, except the top two buttons were undone and they were hanging very low on his hips He wasn't wearing a shirt and I al my eyes roll over the peaks and valleys of his abs His led to a "V", and while his chest was smooth, he had that dark trail of hair that disappeared into Happytown below his fly

I kneas staring as I also took in his tattoos I glanced briefly at the barbed wire on his biceps, but I didn't stay there long as I had already had a peek at theaze was stuck on his chest and ribs

Starting just below his right shoulder and covering his right, pectoralits eyes and the words "See No Evil" ritten in heavy, Gothic lettering The scrollwork curled and wove its way off of the skull and across his ribs, disappearing around his back I couldn't see ritten on the scroll but it was s? A poem?

I was dying to ask ritten there but I was also put off by the warning across the skull See No Evil I probably didn't want to know the rest of the words

We pull in front of ain for saving ht"

He snorts "You pretty ave you a ride"

I reach my hand out and lay it on his arm I'm dismayed when I feel him flinch but I don't ertips and I have the sudden urge to stroke his skin