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Sky’s face splits into a grin as he licks his lips, looking me up and down. Midnight lets out a low, deep growl, his eyes almost as dark as his hair. And Sunshine... he just cocks his head to the side.

The longer I look at them, the more I feel a sense of familiarity, like maybe I’ve seen them somewhere. Looking at them now, they’re not faces that are easy to forget, so it can’t be that.

“I’m kind of disappointed,” Sky says with a sigh. “I was hoping she’d give us a little piece of that fire I’ve seen.”

Wait... seen? “What does that mean?” I ask, eyes narrowing. “I’ve never met you before in my life, so how have you seen this fire you think I have?” Yeah, Cove, get sassy with the cold-blooded killers, that’s one way to keep yourself alive.

“There it is!” Sunshine whoops with a clap of his hands, sounding way too excited by my sass. “I knew she had it in her.”

“You’re crazy. All of you,” I say, shaking my head. What is even going on right now?

“Well, duh,” Sky snorts. “You think sane people go around killing assholes like it’s a regular Monday night occurrence?”

His words remind me of the dead man strapped to the chair, which has been pushed to the edge where light meets darkness. My eyes snap down to look. “Oh fuck. Oh god,” I groan, feeling sick as his lifeless body hangs limply, but his eyes still show the horrified expression he had in his last moments. “He’s looking at me. Can one of you close his eyes or something? It’s fucking creepy.”

Midnight barks a laugh as the other two burst into full-blown laughing fits. Midnight shakes his head, amusement written all over his face as he walks over to the dead Georgie and closes his eyes. He looks at me with a grin and a quirk of his eyebrow. “Better, Little Bunny?”

“God, she’s amazing. Can I keep her, pleeeease?” Sunshine begs the others.

“Keep me?” What the hell is going on? “Don’t you want to kill me?” I ask, perplexed. “I just saw you murder that dude.” Shock and denial are two emotions I’m working through right now, and in this case it’s working in my favor. A clearer head might make me panic, and then I’d be dead for sure.

“Kill you?” Sky asks as if it’s the most ridiculous thing he ever heard. “We would never want you dead, Bunny.”

Why the hell does he keep calling me Bunny?

Did I trip and smash my head while running for the door, and all of this is just some messed-up dream?

“My head hurts. I’m so confused right now,” I complain, putting my head in my hands. “Aren’t you afraid I’ll tell the cops or something?” Look at you go, Cove, provoking the killers. You’re soooo smart.

“Nah. We know where you live. If you said anything, we’d come find you, easy-peasy,” Sunshine states matter-of-factly.

I’m sorry, they WHAT? “What the fuck do you mean you know where I live?!”

“That’s a story for another time,” Midnight deflects. “But since you’re here, I say we have some fun with our Little Bunny before we let her go. What do you think, boys?”

“Fuck yes!” Sunshine moans.

“I can’t wait to hear her scream.” Sky grins, sending a shiver down my spine. “I bet her blood is much prettier than his. So much prettier.”

The mention of my blood brings me back to reality. “I-I thought you said you weren’t going to kill me?” I ask, fear starting to sink in.

“We said we weren’t going to kill you, and we’re not. But we didn’t say anything about not making you bleed... just a little,” Sky teases, stepping forward as I step back. Only, I don’t have anywhere left to go. My back is already pressed firmly against the wall.

Sky boxes me in, leaving me no room to run.

His stunning blue eyes pin me in place, trapping the breath within my lungs.

My heart races so fast, I feel like I might pass out.

And when I feel his erection grind into my belly, I whimper.

Fuck my life, mostly because I don’t even think it was out of fear.

I guess I really am fucked up.

Yes, the bad guys in the movies get me hot. But that's fiction. Although apparently that applies in real life too.

Dammit, Cove, this isn’t some dark romance. We can’t fuck the sexy killers... right?