Chapter 17 Emmi – Gunners Pleasure
- “You good, little kitten?” Gunner stands before me, his eyes on mine. “He’s taking a nap right now.” That means the guy passed out. Too much pain and too much blood loss.
- “Yes.” My voice is quiet.
- “Don’t lie, little kitten. If this is too much, just leave.” His hand strokes along my neck.