“I don’t know if this is a good idea,” Jared said as North corrected her stance, talking to her about the best places to stab a person if you wanted to kill them versus just injure them.
“Why? Do you think I’ll use my new skills on you?” she said with a grin.
He scoffed. “No. But I don’t want you getting hurt. If you pull a knife on someone, then you need to be prepared to use it.”
“I know that,” she said.
“Do you?” North asked. “Could you actually stab someone?”
Something came over her. A hard look filled her face. “If they threatened someone I cared about, yes.”
Jared moved closer. He didn’t care that she was still holding a knife. He was certain she wouldn’t use that knife on him.
In fact, he had his doubts that she actually could use it on anyone.
North moved in to crowd her from behind and he could see her swallow.
Was she nervous?
Scared?
Or turned on?
“Could you really stab it through skin?” Jared asked her, taking hold of the knife and pressing it against his stomach. “Could you jab it into me?”
“Stop that! I don’t want to hurt you!”
He raised his eyebrows.
“Unless you hurt me. Then I’d do it.”
Jared studied her for a long time. “All right. But you have to be careful. If you pull a knife, you must be able to hold onto it. Otherwise it could be used on you.”
“I know.”
“Good girl. I just don’t want anything to happen to you.”
He could see that she had questions she wanted to ask, but his phone started buzzing. Fucking hell.
It never ended.
“I have to take this. North, show Angie how to get back to her room.”
Angie watchedas Jared left the room.
Her mind was still spinning from having him so close. He’d been staring down at her like he wanted to . . . like he wanted to eat her alive.
And she would have given him anything he wanted. And then she would have turned around and kissed North.
Holy heck.
What was she thinking?
This was crazy.
She forced herself to focus as she watched North pack up his knives. “Can I have one?”
“No,” he said.
