“Try it,” she growls, rising to her knees, “see how that goes for you.”
Damn, I love her temper.
“One day,” I tell her, readjusting my hard cock, “and you’ll love it.”
“Fuck you.”
“Perhaps another time,” I stand from the couch, rolling my shoulders, “I have things to do.”
“So what, you’re just going to leave me here? What about giving me some damn answers!?”
“Another time.”
She stares after me as I head towards the stairs, I stop at the bottom and turn back to her.
“Welcome to my twisted city, little bird, together we can be formidable.”