"Stop trying to scare me."
"Scare you?" Knox cupped her chin and breezed his thumb over her bottom lip. "Baby, I'd never do that. But you have to understand that the answers you want to the many questions in your pretty little head will very often not be what you want to hear. They might shock you, they might disgust you, and they might even frighten you. I don't want to scare you, but I won't lie to you. Don't ask for the truth unless you can deal with it."
She could deal with it. So she asked the one question that might just have the potential to terrify her. "What are you?"
"You're not ready for that answer yet." And Knox wasn't willing to tell her until he'd managed to make her so attached to him that she wouldn't want to leave him, no matter what. It was ruthless, yes, but he was too determined to keep her to care about that.
Harper bristled. "I get to decide what I'm ready for."
