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“Me or you?” she asks, barely more than a whisper. She’s staring at him and that’s definitely not fear in her eyes. It’s not fear and it’s not revulsion, even though Sam deserves both.
“Me.”
She nods jerkily and takes the blade. “Sit in the chair for me? I don’t want blood on my sheets.”
He strips down and sits. It’s the chair of her little dressing table, so Sam’s facing the mirror, and his reflection is glassy-eyed and flushed.
He looks almost as fucked up as he feels.