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Neither do I…

I’ve never paid for it and never will. And the fact that I’m standing on some fucked-up precipice now considering it jolts me out of this delusional place I’ve found.

I let go of her all at once and step away, our stares twisted together in something I’m not sane enough to explain.

With her back against the wall, Blue looks up at me with eyes that can’t possibly know the first thing about me.

“You done?”

I shake my head of the haze, but confusion has settled in like a heavy storm cloud, and I can’t escape it.

“Why?” I ask.

Her eyes leave mine as she looks down to fix her top, nimble fingers making quick work of the strings as she tugs them back in place.

“Why don’t I fuck for money?”

“No. Why do you keep following me back here?”

I’m genuinely confused by her. Why walk back to one of these rooms knowing you’re not into whatever may be expected?

Blue ties off the strings to her top and glances up at me, her demeanor changed, the heat that had exploded between us gone as fast as it had come on.

A sigh falls over her lips as she looks at me with that damn knowing behind her eyes.

“I don’t know a thing about you—”

“I could have told you that.”

She rolls her eyes and continues despite my snapped interruption. “But what I do know is that you’ve been through hell.”

I still in place. An argument hangs on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t shake it loose. She’s not wrong.

I hate that she’s not wrong.

Unfazed, she keeps talking, her tone matter-of-fact. Just a normal, everyday conversation.

“We’ve both been through hell, that’s how I recognize it. Takes one to know one. But every time you show up here, that anger you’re carrying swirls around you for all to see. Sometimes it’s mild, and sometimes it’s a bomb ready to explode.”

Finally securing her top, she pushes from the wall and straightens her posture. Her violet eyes lift to mine, but she doesn’t take a step toward me.

“I’m simply defusing the bomb. You needed something, like I said. Something that could snap your mind out of whatever nightmare it was trapped in. If a nice set of tits does it for you…”

Shrugging a shoulder, she shakes her head. “They’re just tits, you know?”

Searching her face, I expect to see condescension. An insult. Some question regarding my worth.

Something.

Blue simply stares at me like she’s known me for years.

“We’re both are going through problems. And if I can help you out, I’m willing to do you that favor. You need that favor. Maybe I’m just doing for you what very few have done for me.”

Another shrug of her shoulder then she turns to walk to the door, pausing with her hand on the knob.

She glances back at me from over her shoulder.

“I hope whatever happened to you before you got here tonight wasn’t too horrible. You seem like a decent enough guy. But I need to get back to my cage, and you need to leave before we both get in trouble. I’ll see you again next time.”

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