you want me to walk her like she's your dog?

“I know.” she said dryly. Perhaps now her most clever sass, but WIlder had no idea that he was pressing at one of her weak spots right now. Vanity. His eyes on her wound left her feeling naked and vulnerable before him. When that happened, her sass usually got to its worst, but this time she just sounded tired when she said “Rethinking that alcohol yet?”

He put his hands on her then, rubbing the eucalyptus over her jagged, healing skin. “Oh yeah baby, touch me.” She said, but her voice was dry instead of sassy as she gave a weaker attempt to get under his skin. To make him feel as awkward as she was in that moment


"Speech"