Voracity, Chapter Three
As the trip comes to a close, Frankie scrambles to make amends.
I couldn’t get what I wanted from Sophie, but at least Nikita was there to give me a hand. She had me pinned to the bed for a good hour or two, before my body decided it had enough.
“Maybe it’s for the best,” she said, massaging her jaw. “I didn’t expect us to end so early.”
Neither did I. I was on the mountain for less than an hour when I heard Dmitri’s ugly laugh. “Look at that,” he’d said, “The little kitten is out to play!”
I was good and didn’t rise to the bait.
“Is that good or bad?”
Nikita gave me a playful smack on my bottom, minding its tender state. I was so not looking forward to the drive home!
