He shook his head impatiently, “No, it’s not working.”
She didn’t utter a word. It only irritated him.
“Damn woman, you’re after my blood now? Look what you have done.” He showed her a scar.
“I’m going to get you.” He swayed his jittery hand.
She was too fast for him.
“You think will get away with this? You made my life miserable. It’s no fun to sleep on this bed anymore.”
She blinked.
He snarled. And then he thumped hard on the bed, held her in his fist and grinned, “Gotcha!”
Another bed bug looked on from a corner.

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