Descent (Black Heart Romance presents Heaven & Hell)

I text Hollis.
I collect Hallie’s clothing off the floor.
She still hasn’t moved, so I walk over and sit on the edge of the couch.
I do feel something like regret, but I don’t think it’s for hurting her. The regret is for me, not her.
I’m disappointed that Hollis is on the way to get her and she won’t even speak to me.
I run my fingers through her honey blonde curls and she stiffens. I continue to play with her hair
and caress her scalp to relax her, then keep my tone calm as I tell her, “Hollis will give you a ride
home. You’ll be safe with him.”
She curls into herself even more.
“You might want to get dressed,” I advise, gently. I don’t want another man to see her naked,
especially in this state.
“You might want to fuck off,” she replies.
I can’t help perking up at the sound of her speaking to me, even if it’s to say that. “If you want
Hollis to see your pretty little ass when he comes in, I suppose that’s your prerogative.”
her.
That does the trick. She sighs heavily, then pushes herself up on the couch. I hand her clothes to
“You came inside me,” she realizes as she’s pulling up her panties.
“Mm-hmm.”
“That was dumb.”
I crack a smile, but I don’t disagree. I’m not too worried about her going to the police. I don’t
think she will, but even if she does, I know my lawyers are much better than any she could hire. “If
you want to leave your bank information with me, I will wire you some funds in the morning.”
“Don’t bother,” she says, standing and pulling up her metallic pink skirt.
“You don’t need money?”
“I don’t want yours.” She doesn’t look at me. She focuses on buttoning her shirt back up.
I lean back against the couch, watching her slender fingers tremble slightly as she finishes
buttoning the last button.
I’ve just finished fucking her, and already I’m tempted to tug the soft material off her again so I
can look at her. Taste her. Touch her. Fuck her.
“What do you do for a living?”
She casts me an odd look before turning away. “None of your business.”