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Ribbit!
You’re an asshole.
Yes. I am. His voice came to me in my head, and I jerked at the intruder, shocked.
I mean, I couldn’t jerk far, but my head did move a centimeter to the side.
His head was lowered, and the whole smoldering bedroom effect was happening with his eyes.
He spoke again in my head. I’ve been sensing you, and I can’t discern what you are.
I’m an energy sensor. Duh.
No.
I froze. I mean, I froze more, or I would’ve if I could’ve moved.
What do you mean?
I can taste your fear.
That’s disgusting.
You’re scared of your own power. That intrigues me.
He moved closer to me, his head c****d to the side and his eyes turned almost soft. This was why I was reacting so much to him. He was inside of me, sensing me, studying me, dissecting me.
I felt violated. And not
