kay. Text m
chimes with a notification indicating our place of meeting. Not far fr
ception where she sits. "Jeanine, do hold all my calls
my eyes are her. Like I can count how many times I have insisted she
king bewildered sizing or assessing me. I just can't tell blushing. Clearing his throat he helps me out of my coat. "Hello, thank you." He rewards me with his infamo
don't know why a pin prick my eyes and a
I muse
use
other." He looks uneasy looking anywhere but me
a long
Saying
ged." Bursting out hysteri
lot from old
reckled red says. "Here's our menu, what can I get you?"
s life bee
ot. How is Langley treating you?" Of course I di
says coyly drumming h
augh playing secret agent shifting closer saying in whispe
for a new mission." I just had to follow hi
t out excitedly. "Oooh." But I
re are you
mories but never did we delve to relationship which I'm grateful for. He was always the fun friend and still
n like a gentleman, he says. "I missed yo
s got attached, it's more like missing a friend after so long. I just hope he is not expecting more of me after this besides someone else occ
ov, something took my time and I promise it won't happen again." Looking apologetic shrugging my coat off revealing my clingy dress his eyes follows me like
ust grins. "Slow do
g it on my eyes I inquire.
e to admit this but a huge swarm of butterflies just went off in my belly. Biting my lips, I look down at
t me like that? Is
ng wrong? W
ing."
Tell me, how do you feel when you slit a throat or cause pain to someone?" I watch as a pretty
ench the fire it ignites inside of you." Yup, he need serious help. But why am I not scared I
ed to your love for blood. It gives you a satisfaction
eve that is why my brother called a shrink to help me." My body heat up knowing I mistakenly
it deeply. I'm a therapist and I'm here to help you Mr Ivanov; and to do that I need your corporation. Most people get addicted to various things, fight, anger, food eve
e taunts me and my capabilities. Like he doubts me
and we can figure out something new for you, something
g over the other tucking his index un
ng me swoon at the stretch of his biceps in the dress shirt he wore and matching pants. I could
cut in my throat. "What if it is within my grasp, what will you have me do fl
ck