Shit!
I studied him as he patiently waited, his hands still warm on me.
Hmm.
“What do I have to do to get you not to be a jerk to me all day, from now to bedtime?” I asked.
His eyes warmed and let me tell you, they looked nice warm. So nice, my belly felt like keeping them company so it did, getting warm too. Way warm.
“That’ll take some work,” he whispered.
“If I, uh… do all the work now, will you, um… be nice all day?”
His hand at my ass squeezed. “You earn it, you’ll get it.”
I licked my lips.
Was I going to do this?
Shit.
Shit!
Shit!
I looked into his eyes, felt his hard body beneath mine then turned my face away, clenching my jaw and closing my eyes hard.
No. No I wasn’t going to do this.
No way.
He thought I was Cora of this world but I couldn’t lose my hold on the fact that I was not. I didn’t deserve this even though he genuinely and with reason believed I did.
I would not whore myself for soap and clothes and another human being nice to me.
I would not.
I turned back to him and whispered, “I think I’ll make do with coffee and porridge.”
Once I was finished speaking, I looked away and tried to slide off but his arms wrapped around me again, holding me where I was.
“Cora,” he called but I stared at the hides to our sides.
“What?”
“Look at me.”
“Just tell me what.”
“Look at me,” he repeated on an arm squeeze.
I looked at him and he had that blank look on his face with his eyes active again.
“I’ll say this once and counsel you to take it to heart. You can play your game but you don’t play me in mine.”
“What?” I asked.
“Do not tease me.”