บท 57: Chapter 57

#Chapter 57

My heart begins to speed up at this sound.

Oh my god.

We haven't used handcuffs yet!

Honestly, I don't know why we haven't.

I also have no clue if I am nervous or excited.

Maybe a bit of both?

/"Are you okay with these?/" She asks, noticing my accelerated heart rate

I nod my head and hold my wrists out for her as a way of assuring her.

I sense that she hesitates which causes me to roll my eyes this.

I understand that she doesn't want to hurt me, but it's literally been five years since I fractured my wrist.

Sure it's weaker than it once was, but it still works which is more than I could ask.

I blindly reach one of my hands out, feeling around for the handcuffs.

It takes me a total of three tries to land on it.

I take ahold of the handcuffs and secure it onto my wrists myself in practically no time.

I hold my hands and lay them down in my lap, waiting for her next move.