a growl ripped through the room like an angry demon . what happened last night when you got home ? i just thought that right about now , i could use some company . he did not have the necessary word . he took my arm and squeezed , hard , and it fucking hurt . you know thats his hobby , collecting antique typewriters . but by the second episode i was hooked . `` let me hold you , '' i say , and i press my lips to her forehead . wax had to be wrong about who he was . 