A/n- Just a little more

Amazement

“This is very hard.” His pale hand flitted up to touch upon his temple.

“Coming from you, that’s saying something,” he glared at her, but she ignored it, leaning forward, “Did you ever stop to think that this is wrong? That this isn’t normal?”

“Nothing about you nor I is normal.”

She waited for him to say more but he merely folded his hands upon the table. Finally, as if the words should not exist, and as if he wrenched them from some darkened, wicked place, he spoke- slowly. “I should not want you.”

Through long black lashes he looked over at her, face unreadable. Her heart hammered loudly in her ears.