“He’s a cop, and cops tend to dig up shit that should stay buried. My fear is I’ll let him get too close and he’ll see who I really am.”
“And, who are you?”
MonaLisa spun around and grinned. “Your greatest fantasy or your worst nightmare.” She erupted in raspy laughter, baring her pearly teeth. “Sometimes I’m both at the same time, which is cool and all, but being a nightmare…” Suddenly, her smile dwindled. “A girl gotta let her demon out to play sometimes.”
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