Chapter 598. Well-Played

Zave Ambrose

"You... You," I chuckle. "You're the most infuriating woman on this fucking planet. You piss me off. Get under my nails more often than I thought humanly possible. We were so good as friends"

"We can return to that-"

"If you don't let me fucking finish..." the threat hangs clear in the air. It's not a threat to hurt her. Not in a way that's not pleasant.

Meraki looks away, nodding again.

"You want to feel things, Meraki?"

She nods, all of a sudden too shy to speak.

"Use your words."

"I do," she confirms.

"What do you want to feel?" I question as I step closer. She takes an automatic step back.

"I- uhm, I want to feel what you say. I want to know if it's true."

"Evidence to back my words up?" I inquire.

"Yeah, no wait-"

"Yes or no?"

"Yes.&qu