Total pages in book: 23
Estimated words: 21317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 21317 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 107(@200wpm)___ 85(@250wpm)___ 71(@300wpm)
And then he hits the spot.
My breath comes in short bursts as my own orgasm blinds me, making me shake and let out a long moan. But he follows closely. He swells inside of me, delivering his spend, and hot jets of come fill me, rivulets dripping out of me.
He kisses me long and hard one more time before he pulls out and tucks himself in.
What a way to start the day.
“Baby, I need to call them and check where they are and if they’re almost here. Come on. Let’s go.”
I’m sitting in front of the TV and shaking my head. “Can I stay here? It won’t take you long, right? I don’t think I’ll be much help anyway since I’ve already given you everything.”
Nothing escapes Damien, even small sighs. With his brows drawn together, he kneels in front of me and holds my small hands in his large ones. “Baby, what is it? Tell me.”
“I don’t want to go with them, to be honest, not even to just stay in the car. I don’t want to see the faces of the law enforcement officers as they take pity on me or whatever. Please, Damien. You said you’d only be gone a few minutes for a quick call. I’ll stay here and lock the door. I mean, you did leave me last night and I was fine.”
He’s conflicted, and I know he hates having me out of his sight even for one minute. But time is running out. “Okay, but I’ll also leave my gun. Do you know how to use it?”
I nod, even though I’ve only read about it. There’s no way I’m shooting anyone. I can’t. I don’t have it in me.
He kisses me softly and smiles. “It’s almost over, baby. Tomorrow, you’ll start your new life.”
“With you?”
“Of course.”
That makes me smile in return. There’s no other place I’d rather be than beside him. “Okay.”
Damien waits on the other side of the door while I slide the first bolt with a click. I reach for the second bolt and lock it in position.
Standing by the window, I watch and listen to the Jeep’s rumbling engine growing fainter. My gaze shifts to the wooden chair nearby, and I start dragging it across the room, its leg scraping against the floor and making me cringe at how loud it sounds.
The owners must be wondering what I’m up to. I hope they’re not curious enough to check.
I position the chair under the doorknob and wedge it against the frame. Next, I move to the windows and lock each of them, hands trembling. Not that it matters. They can break the glass and I can’t do much to stop them.
I’m just about to sit back down on the bed when I hear a rumble outside. Huh. Damien’s back? That fast? Maybe he met them halfway so he won’t leave me long? But it hasn’t even been ten minutes.
My knees and legs go weak when I realize there’s not one or two but multiple cars not far away from here, the hum of engines and the purr of tires becoming louder.
Moving closer to the door, I rest my palm on the smooth wood and strain my ears. But I can’t hear much past my heartbeat pounding in my chest like a fist on a drum. No. Please.
The cars come to a stop, engines idling.
Maybe it’s not them. Maybe it’s a family about to check in for the day. Maybe a couple of friends on a road trip decided to rest. Maybe—
Panic digs into every part of me when I hear footsteps making their way from the gravel parking lot to the wooden floor of the motel, stopping just in front of my door.
A lump forms in my throat, making it difficult for me to breathe. My palms are damp, and beads of perspiration form on my forehead and the top of my lip.
I’m so stupid. God. I should’ve gone with Damien.
My whole body is trembling violently, and I slump to the floor with a thud. I almost jump out of my skin when whoever’s out there bangs a fist on the door, the sound sending shockwaves into the eerie silence of the room. The walls seem to close around me and my vision begins to blur at the edges, the world spinning in a whirl.
I’m breaking out in cold sweat, and no matter how I try to stand, my legs refuse to follow me.
“Come on out, Dani. We know you’re in there. Father’s waiting for you outside, and you know how he hates waiting. We don’t want to kill the couple in the office, but we will if you leave us with no choice.”
Oh god. No, no, no, no.
I’m doomed.
7
DAMIEN
I’ve never dropped a call so fast in my life.
After Chief told me they were only thirty minutes away, I make a mad dash to the truck and throw myself into the driver’s seat. I slide the key in and the engine roars to life.