Mob Mistress
““There’s this part of me that keeps freaking out about everything. Like this is just one giant mind-fuck, and I’m playing right into your hands. Did you ever see 9½ Weeks?”“I thought it was pretty hot.”She giggled. “Okay, so did I. But the message was that it was all wrong for her. And he was dangerous.”Bobby’s brows drew together. “Do you fear I’m a psychopath?”She hesitated, then shook her head. “No. I’m just confused. I’ve been mixed up all morning, that’s why you caught me sitting around in my pajamas. Part of me feels bad about screwing up and getting in trouble, and then another part is pissed that you came down on me so hard. And then still another part says none of it was real, it’s just the way you like to have sex. And then the last piece of me says who really cares what you do, you just gave me a thousand bucks. If you want to take a belt to my ass and you get us both off afterward, who am I to complain?”Bobby chuckled. “I don’t know, Lex.
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