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planned to give her. I grinned despite trying not to. Oh, the pleasurable things I had planned for us.

“What are you smiling at? You know that’s creepy right?” she asked with her mouth full of

food.

She was calm… too calm. She was speaking as if this was an everyday event. I tilted my head

and studied her face. She stilled her fork midair then smiled at me. She smiled at me. Her smile

wasn’t forced but I knew it wasn’t genuine. I was set to be confused until it dawned on me what she

was doing. She was treating me like I was a fucking crazy man. She tried to make herself appear more

human, trying to get on my good side so I wouldn’t harm her. She was trying to play me.

So, she was going to make this fun?

“You…” I chuckled. “You’re funny and cute,” I answered generically.

She didn’t respond. She shoved baked potato in her mouth and stared at the wall behind my

head. I could tell she was having some kind of internal conflict by the way her eyes darted back and

forth and by the way her upper lip twitched. My first instinct was to ask her what was on her mind,

but I didn’t. I wanted her to get in the habit of asking me whatever she wanted to know. I’d always

answer her truthfully, without hesitation as long as it was something she needed answers to.

I waited her out. Her right leg shook which told me she was fighting hard to remain silent. She

looked up at me then back to her plate. She repeated that same action three or four times in a span of

five minutes.

“What are the meds in the cabinet for?” she blurted out.

I hesitated for a bit to make her think I wasn’t going to answer her. She cast a nervous glance

in my direction before letting her eyes scan the room. She fidgeted in her chair while I kept my face

placid.

Her chest heaved up and down. The fidgeting caused her breasts to bounce underneath her

sheer top, her hard nipples straining against the fabric. I enjoyed the view. If not for that I would have

answered her right away. As far as the pills? I had purposely left them in the cabinet for her to see. I

wanted her to know our life together wouldn’t be without obstacles.

“Prozac and Risperidone. Both well-known anti-psychotics,” I responded.

I watched as her eyes shifted nervously from me to the food on her plate. Seconds that seemed

like hours passed with us in silence. However, I could tell what she was thinking by her tight-lipped

nonresponse.




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