Kat Evans

I ask for so little. Just fear me, love me, do as I say and I will be your slave._ Jareth the Goblin King

Jillian had charged into the bathroom on seven, but she just shot straight to ten. Her nature may be reserved, but she didn__ take shit off anybody. __on__ patronize me. And don__ you dare come down here and judge us!_ She pointed her finger directly at AJ. __e__e the ones doing the heavy lifting, so people like you can come along at the very end and ride along on our coattails. You can act tough all you want, but it__ just an act, AJ. You, with your expensive suits and shiny shoes,_ she sneered. __ou wouldn__ survive one minute out there on those streets. You__e weak._ Before she realized what was about to happen, AJ seized her by the shoulders and threw her against the wall. Pinning her with her own body, she pressed her index finger over Jillian__ lips. __hat__ enough._ Those glittering green eyes warned Jillian not to say another word. The impact had completely knocked the breath out of her. AJ pressed her body tighter into hers, preventing Jillian from taking a replenishing breath, so she breathed short shallow breaths through her nose. Her heart pounded. What was happening? She wasn__ in control of the situation, and oddly enough, for once she didn__ want to be. She had just been manhandled, yet she had no desire to fight back. Instead, she wanted to hook her leg around AJ__ waist and draw her closer to where AJ__ heat seared her core.

Whoosh. Slap. The scream tore from Jillian__ chest as the flogger snaked across her back. She tensed and waited, but nothing else happened. __hy did you scream?_ She didn__ answer immediately. Although the lash stung, it hadn__ actually hurt. __ecause I was afraid,_ she admitted. __fraid of what?_ __f pain, I guess._ __ow many times have you been assaulted on the job when you were a police officer?_ __oo many times to count,_ Jillian thought back. The last time, she was punched in the face so hard her vision was blurred for a week. __ere you afraid then?_ __o. I was mad as hell._ There was an approving smile in AJ__ voice when she said, __xactly. You aren__ acoward, Jillian. You are not afraid of pain, you are afraid of the past. Take your power back.