Chapter 2492 Bitch, Meet Your Match(Erotic Fuck:>Ep2
- He taps the doorframe with two fingers--one, two, lightly, like a rhythm he carries around. Then he disappears into his room and the apartment exhales. My walls feel different. Not safer. Not dangerous. Charged.
- I stand there with my coffee cooling and stare at the rent notice like I can hex numbers into zeros with a look. My reflection in the microwave door smiles back at me like a dare.
- "All right, Hunter," I say to nobody, and to him, and to the apartment that likes him more than it should. "Be boring. Be neat. Pay on time. Don't poke the witch."