What I said out loud was, It's not just the sex I miss, Richard. No preface, no long explanation, just say it. He didn't beat me the next time, he took a knife to me. He gave me a look.
I did not want a repeat of what had happened in the car. And Nathaniel was right, Zane never seemed to put anything back where it was supposed to go. Green-light city. It was a bigger wound than the other two, and his hand went to it, as if it hurt, or as if he wasn't sure how hurt he was.
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