"What the hell do you want?" She asked.

"Don't you miss me?" He asked lightly, shifting his gaze down to her breasts. Phoenix wasn't wearing much... just a tube top and shorts, so Griffin could see those lovely peaches calling for his attention.

"Get lost, nitwit," she groaned.

"Don't you miss how we used to fuck...?" He asked, drawing his face close. "Damn. You look sexier than before."

Phoenix managed to slip her hands out, she pushed his hand holding the knife away from her neck and kneed his groin.

Trying to get away, Griffin held her again, this time punching her face. Phoenix's lips bursted.

Griffin snaked his hand...