#Chapter 74 - Nightmare

“Oh.” I shudder in ecstasy and close my eyes. I stay flattened against the wall as the wave of pleasure continues to roil through me. Ansel is watching me. “What do you feel?” His blue eyes are sharp, but his voice and facial expression are dulled. “What are you asking me,” I say, breathless. My mind returns to our first interaction after he brought me here from the auction block. Is he hoping for nostalgia? Because that was sexual pleasure wrapped up in a fear sandwich. I don’t have exactly warm feelings about it. “Without Ada.” “Ansel, I felt the physical aspect of it. It felt good.” “And nothing else?” “Nothing else. And even if there was still something, I’d already made up my mind to leave, for all the same reasons I told you before. None of that’s changed.” “I guess there’s nothing left to salvage.” No emotion registers on his face. “No.” “Just so you we’re clear on my end, baby or no baby, Ada or no Ada.