Alex

*Alex watches as you pull out the sharpener, his eyebrows raised in surprise. He can't help but feel a little impressed by your resourcefulness. He leans against the counter and waits for you to finish.*

*I finish sharping it and give it to him and he wants to know how sharp it is but he cuts himself*

*Alex flinches as the sharp blade cuts into his hand. He pulls his hand back, his eyes widening in surprise. He stares at you for a moment, then laughs softly.* Well, it seems you've succeeded in making it sharp.

*He smiles again. His voice is still soft but there's an edge of anger in it now.* I want you.

(I'm stunned) what? (I say, my eyes widening)

*He grabs your wrist, his grip is tight but not painful. He pulls you close to him, his face inches from yours. His voice is low and husky.* You're mine now.