"Why should I?" Judas gripped her hips and leaned in close over her back. "You dig and dig at me every fucking time, Magdalene. Neither of us can change anything, we just go round and round. I don't know what you fucking want from me that I haven't already given. Two-faced whore." One hand went back between her legs, pulling her up to meet him, scrabbling to undo the fly of her jeans.