Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Answer me, is it or isn't it?"

Millie shook her head, replying, "No, it's not... I... I didn't... Murray, you're hurting me..."

Murray pulled at the nightgown she was wearing, his smile filled with scorn, "Then how do you explain this? If you haven't done it before, how come you're so good at it?" When they first got together, he felt something was off. Just the night before, he was all over Roseanne, and then he wakes up next to Millie?

He chalked it up to a drunken mistake, thinking he had hallucinated the whole thing, never considering he'd been played!

Thinking about it made Murray's blood boil.

"You're pushing me to my limits!" he roared as he yanked Millie up from the floor, "Get out! Get out of my house!"

Overcome with rage, Murray felt his temperature rising.

His body felt like it was on fire...

He swayed slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing in discomfort.

Wait a minute! Murray's expression turned ice cold, realizing his symptoms were more akin to...

"Did you drug me?!"

shifted away, clearly broadcasting her

How dare

breaths, the fire in his heart burning

streaming down as she approached

lip, Millie said, "I

began to slip

for you. Even if I'm just a stand-in for another woman, even if you're calling

mind."

even convincing herself, "Murray, let me help you, okay? You need me right now, you need a woman. What Roseanne

lowered herself

the dust,

mockingly, "You think you can

How do

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you're nothing

drugged me, and now you're offering to help? Millie, where's your

'cheap' would be an insult to the word. A stray dog

each utterance, but Millie seemed not to

she tiptoed, her lips

I'll help