Feeling his fingers gently rub across her waist, Sephora smiled to herself.
❝Temporarily paralyze your attacker? I’m sure that could be used for other things as well.❞
[ He hopes his interpretation of her response isn’t as perverse as he assumes it is. ]
“Well, now, don’t take it out of hand.”
[ Holden removes his grip from her waist, hooking it into her belt loops instead. In an abrupt movement, he tugs her into his chest. ]
“Quick! I’m a socially-degraded psychopath looking to avenge the death of my sister by exploiting teenage girls. What do you do?”
