Okay, so I didn’t mean to break the guy out of prison and become his pretty little hostage. It just kinda happened. Can you blame me? Vicious murder tendencies aside, he’s one hell of a snack!

Stone Blackthorne. Even his name rubs me the right way.

Sure, he might be a convicted felon and be the most wanted man on Earth, but under all of those red flags, he’s probably a really nice guy. Just misunderstood.

Screw red. Stone’s flags are pitch black, but that’s the way I like it.

Want me to be your filthy little hostage? Okay. Just tell me how loud I should beg.

Need me to scream and make a break for it through the woods while you chase me, mask optional? You won’t see me complaining.

But want to put me at the top of your kill list for reasons completely beyond my control? Now that’s where I draw the line.

I know I’m a good girl at heart, but sometimes even the good girls need to be a little bad.