The bear he'd passed to her was dropped down. It was really a shame. Hadley supposed it had been a silly idea, giving her that. Amy would definitely have selected something much nicer for the sorrowful customer. A small shudder ran through his body. Then again, she wasn't a patient creature. Unless Isa proved to have worth Amy would have sneered at her weakness and left. Hadley stiffened up as arms snaked around his body. They squeezed him so tight. Hadley was painfully aware of the placement of her claws, brushing his flesh. Hopefully she wouldn't hurt him.
Her face buried into his chest, and Hadley felt dampness rubbed into his chest. It was drying slowly relieving Hadley that the tears had finally stopped. The thanks didn't occur to him, feeling that he was simply filling his purpose, yet to snap out of the slave like state that he'd entered upon the ghost's actions. His cheek was kissed, and Hadley hesitated. Did she want him? The order still rang clear in his ears. He was to sleep with her. He wouldn't do it if she didn't want it, but did she? His hands stroked down her back softly, wondering if she would respond.
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