The Ties That Bind Us
Logan listened to the sounds of chatter amongst other grocery shoppers. It was mostly about how their weeks went and what to cook for dinner that night. Nothing new. She enjoyed the time she had to herself. The mundane things like doing laundry and grocery shopping made her feel somewhat human. She’d smile at other shoppers as they were blissfully unaware of how fast she could put a bullet in their skull.
The blonde pushed her cart into a random aisle as her eyes landed on a familiar stature. It was the same man that brought wetness to her very core. She kept behind him, noting that he kept dropping his items. The clumsiness she found amusing.
“So tell me Hansel. Are you droppings things purposefully?” Logan bent down to pick up one of his items. She held It out for him to take but instead took a step closer to him, the vixen placed a palm over his chest. The woman relished in feeling his firm body right beneath her fingers. He smelled tantalizing. She gently pushed his back into the aisle, knocking over cans of soup in the process. Logan loves to teased. It gave her a power high she never came down from. Lowering her voice to a mere whisper for just the two of them to hear, “Leaving a trail of breadcrumbs so Gretal can find you?”
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