She bared her teeth in pain when he shoved her back against the wall, her head and shoulders colliding with the painted brick. She shivered at his words, her heart racing. "Can't be a nightmare if ya knock me out, Doc," she replied.
And then Harley released a heavy groan. Her legs shifted, curling around Jonathan's bony hips, the fabric of her skirt tearing up the sides at the seams. She didn't like that skirt anyway. Oh well.
Harley shouted in pain against Jonathan's mouth as his teeth nipped at her lips, arms curled tight around his neck and shoulders.