Laughter rose up at her question. “I think you know me better than that.” He leaned in close and whispered, “I’ve always been a very bad boy. Don’t you remember, love?” He watched Diamonique subtly move away, as if his voice affected her more than she cared to admit. “Tell me why you’re here so you can leave me in peace.” He bobbed his eyebrows mischievously. “I have no desire to leave you alone. I’m here to stay.” She crossed her arms over her chest, which only emphasized the perfection of her tits, and growled, “You leave or I will. Your choice.” He stepped forward, watching in heated fascination as she stepped back once more. “Do you really wish me to leave, love?” “Yes.” He smiled at her quickly uttered word, spoken with just the slightest hint of a quiver. “I think you’re a little liar, Diamond.” She visibly cringed, then said, “What has Sareena’s death to do with me? Out with it, Cain.” “In time you will see.
