Page 103 of Dirty Princess


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I laugh and shake my head.

“That’s a top ten hit, sweet thing.”

Archer’s voice moves from behind me like a blanket made of glass.

I turn my head and there he is.

I’m convinced he’s secretly following me and watching me. And he decides when he wants to show himself.

“Great,” I say. “Where’s your knife?”

Archer turns and shows off his ass in his jeans.

Well, not really.

My eyes just look at his ass in his jeans.

What he shows is that his knife is in its holster.

“You’re not going to run after me with the knife?” I ask.

“Not yet,” he says. “Did you open the envelope yet?”

“Not yet,” I mock.

That’s when Archer reaches back and takes out the knife.

“Open it, Jaci,” he says.

“Fuck off,” I say.

He walks toward me.

I look forward.

I swallow hard.

I can’t stop picturing him dropping to one knee before me. The feel of this strong tongue flickering between my legs…

I feel something touch the back of my neck.

“Open the envelope,” Archer says.

“You’re going to put a knife to my neck, Archer? Just so I can open that envelope, see what’s inside, then die?”

“Nice night for it,” he says.

“Are you going to dump my body in the lake?”

“No, sweet thing,” Archer says. He crouches down behind me. “I have a special grave for you.”

Those words are supposed to terrify me.

But they only end up making me shiver.

Wanting… more…

“Fine,” I say. “Fuck this.”

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