Skin
“Hannah was off, the hounds of hell on her heels as she flew down the stairs. She’d instigated the fight, but she’d had to know exactly what Lilith thought of her.
And now she knew.
Hannah got in her car and whipped down to Lake Shore Drive where she sped south, top down. And when the cop pulled her over – he’d clocked her at 80 in a 40 mile an hour zone – she turned on the charm.
They parted amiably, he with a comp to get into the club, she without a damn speeding ticket.
Not that she would have cared. She could well afford it. But winning over the cop had illustrated how she could make men do what she wanted.
Not that Lilith believed it. Or approved.
Not that Lilith had told her to either change her way of life or get out, said a little voice inside her mind.
Lilith had tried to keep her from going. Had said she loved her.
The drive home was filled with regret. For the years lost between them. For the anger she felt every time they spoke. But Lilith didn’t have all the answers.
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