Page 96 of Volik

Nearly.

But I was still enough of myself.

And Volik… He offered a knife through the heart for me.

“I had a choice.” I tell him the truth, but I still loosen my hand and let it slide down to his shoulder.

Because as much as I want to give in and let him take me, and as much as I feel safe with him, I don’t know him.

Taking a breath, I glance back up at his horns.

I didn’t think there would be much feeling in them. But…

“Do you have… nerves in them?”

Volik tilts his head. “My horns?”

I nod. “They seem to be, uh, sensitive.”

Volik smirks. “Da. But they were not like that before.”

“Does it hurt if you hit them on something?”

“I think if someone cut them off, that would hurt.” Volik slides one hand off my hip and uses his knuckles to knock on the side of a horn. “But it does not hurt to hit them.”

I dart my hands out to pull his arm down, not liking him doing that.

But instead of pulling his arm away from his head, I just pull myself closer to him, sliding forward on his lap until our bodies are flush again.

His arm didn’t even budge.

My full weight, and his arm didn’t move an inch.

“How strong are you?”

His smirk returns. “Very.”

I roll my eyes. And his smirk grows to a smile.

“What?”

He leans his face closer to mine. “I like when you do that.”

“When I do what?”

“When you roll your eyes at me.”

My brows lift. “Seriously?”

“Seriously.” He dips his chin.

“Why?”

“No one else does.”

“That…” I press my lips together.

I was going to say that can’t be true. But… I’m actually certain it is.