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Kaley's Pov

I watched him. I watched his eyes and his lips and his frown and his countenance.

And I waited.

I waited for his hate. It must surely come now. What was it he told me earlier in that bedroom?

He said he couldn't live with himself if he had touched me.

And he did touch me. There may have been no penetration but there was hardcore touching….and now, I am waiting for him to hate me.

He took a step forward…toward me and I waited.

He took another step and another step until he was close enough that if his hate wanted to translate into physical and unadulterated brutality, he could.

He could punch me…he could kick me. He could strangle me until every little iota of life in me was gone.

And so, I waited.

I didn't say a word. I didn't try to dissuade him. I simply waited until he was so close I was staring directing at his well clothed chest.

"Look at me" he whispered.

I didn't.