He stumbled over to a nightstand beside his gigantic bed and reached into a drawer. A wrapper crinkled as Jay removed something from it and approached Chloe with soft, deliberate steps.

“Come, on, babe. Just play along. Wouldn’t want that other arm in a cast now would we?” Jay purred the threat like it was honey on his tongue.

“Stay away from me,” Chloe warned. The adrenaline was still burning like wildfire in her veins.

Jay put on his cheshire cat smile and advanced on Chloe cornering her. His thick fingers reached out and grabbed her waist and the nape of her neck; too strong to fight off.

“Just admit you want—” but Jay was interrupted by a loud banging on his door.

“JAY! LEMME IN ! RIGHT NOW !”

The man at the door continued to yell at the door for several more minutes, but Jay didn’t hear. He was sprawled across the floor, out cold. Chloe had taken the distraction as an opportunity to knock him out with a blow from her cast to his temple.

“You’re right. I really did want to do that.”