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I sit up and find Andrea walking toward me with a coffee, banana, and jar of peanut butter. He tosses the banana and peanut butter on the bed next to me and then hands me the cup of coffee.
I raise an eyebrow. “Can’t cook?”
“I can cook; there are just very limited supplies here.”
I sip my coffee as he goes back to grab his own cup. I begin on the banana, dipping it into the peanut butter. I’m going to need my strength today.
Andrea sits on the armrest of the couch as he stares at me.
“What now?” I ask.
He shrugs. “I don’t know.”
I frown. “So your plan is just to keep me here indefinitely?”
“I guess.”
I narrow my eyes and take another sip of my coffee before I speak. “You didn’t have sex with me.”
His brows jump. “What?”
“You didn’t fuck me.”
“So? I didn’t know that you wanted me that badly after everything that happened. But I’d be happy to oblige if that’s what you want.”
“You didn’t fuck me last night. You haven’t tried this morning. And that time we were together—you didn’t fuck me then, either. You drugged me to confuse me. You made it look like we were fucking to Lennox and drugged him so that he’d think you did too. But you didn’t, not really.”
He stills.
I’m right.
“You haven’t tried to cause me to miscarry.”
“Maybe because I don’t believe you’re actually pregnant. I see no signs of a baby.”
“No, that’s not it.”
He crosses his arms and smirks down at me. “Then what is it? Since you can read my mind and all. Tell me what I’m thinking. What’s my plan?”
“I don’t know. I just know you’re not the monster you pretend to be.”
“I’m not?” He cocks his head to the side and looks down at me with amusement dancing in his eyes.
“No, you’re not. You say you want to kill Lennox. And yet, you didn’t when you had the chance.”
“And when did I have the chance?”
“Don’t—I know you know that Lennox was here last night. You had to have run into each other outside. I heard you two talking, and it smells like sex in here. You know. And you didn’t kill him. Why?”
He glares down at me, trying to shut me up with just a look. But I’m not afraid of him.
And then he pounces. He’s on top of me in a second. My coffee is knocked out of my hand, and my arms are pinned above my head as his other hand goes to my throat. My legs are spread, and he smashes his core between my legs.
“And what do you think now?” he growls.
“It’s all an act. You still aren’t going to fuck me.”
He laughs maniacally.
