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“You think you’re scaring me with this? You’re not.”
“I caught you, didn’t I? You’ve been a bad fucking girl.”
Blair twists her head far enough to glare at me from the corner of her eye, her hair cascading down her bac
k. I bury my fingers in it and tug her silky strands, directing her head to bend backward. She meets my eyes, and a sinister grin slashes across my face.
“That’s right. Struggle all you want.” I lean close to touch my nose to her temple, inhaling. She smells like cheap imitation vanilla, but I like it. The sharpness of it suits her. “You’re under citizen’s arrest. I’m in charge and you’re not going anywhere.”
Blair scoffs under her breath. My fist tightens in her hair and a small sound gets stuck in her throat.
I speak against the side of her face. “Watch that attitude. Or you won’t like what I do to you.”
Releasing her, I check the integrity of the knots on each of her wrists, ensuring she can’t wriggle free. They’re snug enough to nip into her skin without cutting off circulation. Just right for discomfort. Once I’ve finished securing her, I come around and pat her thigh. Folding my arms, I tilt my head, considering my intruder.
“You’ll stay like that until the police arrive.”
“You haven’t called the police.” Blair cocks her head, matching my movements. She crosses her legs. “And you won’t.”
My arms drop and I advance on her, halting inches from her face with my hands braced on the backrest of the stool. It’s tall enough that it gives her some height, but still doesn’t bring us on an even level.
The bravado has to be fake. She can’t think she has any leverage as the captured thief in this situation.
“Won’t I? I’ve rained hell on people for less than what you’ve done.” The threat hangs in the small space between us. “You were stealing my car.”
“That gaudy piece of shit?” Blair taunts in a frosty tone. “What an eyesore.”
I hold back a growl. This will be over too fast if I don’t tread carefully. She deserves slow torture for her disrespect. I touch her hair again, twisting it between my fingers as I consider my tactics.
“Did you dye your hair black for the full criminal aesthetic? Now you really fit into the trailer park you suck dick at, don’t you?”
She sets her jaw, shooting daggers at me. I flick the lock of hair away.
Blair looks like a goddess of trickery and misdeeds tied to the kitchen stool with a challenge in her eyes, a porcelain-smooth throat begging for my hand around it, and a fuck you tilt to her pouty mouth.
It’s a tempting sight.
She’d be beautiful if she wasn’t such a goddamn pain in the ass.
“Turning tricks isn’t paying the bills, so you figure you upgrade from your brazen pick pocketing to this?” Another dangerous smile curves my mouth. “Or are bruised knees more your mom’s area of expertise?”
“Shut up!” Blair jerks against the stool with a rough sound. Her hair hides her face as her shoulders rise with her sped up breathing.
Ah, a weak point.
I cup her face, pressing my thumb under her chin to force her face back to me. I drive the knife in harder, hitting her back where I can hurt her with words.
“So that’s it. Wait until the student body at Silver Lake hears the truths I’ve uncovered about Raggedy Anne’s home life.”
She bares her teeth. The fire I’ve been craving bursts out. I want to fucking fight her for crossing me.
“There you are, you little demon.” My thumb nudges her head back further. “I’ll finally get you out of my damn school once the cops arrest you for trespassing, breaking and entering, and attempted theft.”
“Asshole,” she growls. “You’re a pathetic shithead.”
I laugh in her face, leaning closer. She rears back as much as she can in the awkward position I’ve put her in, her nose scrunched.
“Do you really want to dig a deeper grave for yourself?” My voice is soft, at odds with my words.
