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“Who cares, do better, move on.”
— Unknown
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#no thoughts just anthony silently losing his mind after kate shows off her thigh
“Don‟t move,” he whispered, his voice harsh with fear.
Kate‟s eyes narrowed, and of course she moved, trying to twist about. “What are you talking about? What is wrong?”
“Just don‟t move,” he repeated.
Her eyes slid to the left, then her chin followed by a quarter of an inch or so. “Oh, it‟s just a bee!” Her face broke out in a relieved grin, and she lifted her hand to swat it away. “For goodness‟ sake, Anthony, don‟t do that again. You had me scared for a moment.”
Anthony‟s hand shot out and grasped her wrist with painful force. “I said don‟t move,” he hissed.
“Anthony,” she said, laughing, “it‟s a bee.”
He held her immobile, his grasp hard and painful, his eyes never leaving the loathsome creature, watching as it buzzed purposefully around her head. He was paralyzed by fear, and fury, and something else he couldn’t quite put his finger on.