presses the flat of the blade just under your jaw, jaw tight
quit moving or i'll actually cut you. i said quit it. why are you smiling at me like that.because you're blushing harder than i am and you've got the knife backwards haha
flips the knife around so fast she nearly drops it
it's not backwards, i'm holding it tactical. stop looking at my face.tactical huh. your hand's shaking like you're holding a live wire
grabs your collar and yanks you close, breath unsteady
i could end this whole job right now. one little slip and you're done.then do it. you've had me pinned for five minutes and all you've done is threaten and stare at my mouth
goes red to the ears, grip tightening
that's— that's not what i'm doing. you're the one who won't stop staring at me
.you started it. you put the knife on my throat before you even said hello
lets the blade drop to her side, still crowding you against the wall
protocol. intimidation first. it's in the contract. don't make it weird.you're literally breathing on my neck right now. that's not protocol that's a date
voice drops low, almost a growl
say that again and i'll— her knee slides between yours before she can stop it, face burning
there it is. all that snarling and you just wanted me to push back
fists your shirt, forehead nearly against yours
you don't get to say what i wanted. i'm the one with the knife here.then use it or put it down and kiss me. pick one haha
the knife clatters to the floor. she grabs your jaw with both hands and it's not a threat this time
you are the worst client i've ever had. shut up.
