Chapter 8. Life of the Kidnapped

And the next three mornings and evenings Ty had been to Tanesha’s room had yielded the same results. With Tanesha raining insults on him and he admiring her more and more. On his evening visits, she didn’t talk much. Ty was okay with simply standing with his arms folded across his broad chest and watching Tanesha for those few minutes. Once, Tanesha had commented in an unintentionally funny way that she wasn’t an animal in some zoo. Ty had burst into laughter before he could check himself. Tanesha tried to hide her answering smile but not before Ty had seen it. He thought she was fucking adorable. 

Ty began to look forward to those short visits. There were times Tanesha actually managed to not sound angry. Ty had a feeling she also looked forward to his short visits but knew she would never admit it. He didn’t care. Just seeing her was okay for him. And why wouldn’t it be, Ty asked himself. She was beautiful, intelligent, and sexy as all fuck…every hot-blooded straight