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“Let's go out to celebrate! Hit the scene!” Ren jumps in the air slightly, as if a kid on his birthday.
“No, Ren,” I say, putting my face in my hands. “I’m just going to stay here and do the report.”
Ren leans forward and stares at me. His dark brows are furrowed and his eyes search my face for something. “Oh, don’t tell me it’s her —”
He has my number. All I can do is shrug. “Don’t worry about it. I just want to work.” My voice breaks and I look away.
Ren stares me down for one last time and then turns around and walks away.
So be it. While he’s wasting his time hanging out, pumping fists at the bar, I’ll be with my beloved.
I’m addicted. I need my fix like I need to feed, to be near her, to inhale her scent. I imagine her body and feel myself warm up inside, firing with a passion that intensifies as release is delayed. To be inside her, deep within her innermost being, is the prize I will claim. The one I deserve.
But first there’s a job that needs done.
As the last of my coworkers leave and turn out the lights, I stay seated, trying to quell my urges.
I head straight for Quinn’s apartment after finalizing the report and taking the extra security measures around the PEACE building. They know I’m out at night — they’re on my trail just as much as I’m on theirs.
Through the shadows I walk with anticipation rising up into my throat. Will she be waiting for me? Does she know that I’ll come?
At her window, her shades are parted, letting in the moonlight to illuminate her form.
Her breasts are exposed without a shirt, and her knees buckle under a pair of tight pink painties, legs sticking out to the side. Her bare skin is milky white in the moonlight, her puckered nipples exposed to the air. My mouth waters — I want to suck on each one.
When I go to open the sliding glass window, it doesn’t budge.
It doesn’t look stuck.
A protection spell.
How clever.
Is Ren that desperate to deny me my possession that he would dare to put up a weak protection spell to — what? Prevent me from entering? He knows me better than that.
I think he just wants to spite me.
I take out my amulet and watch it glow. Saying the reversal spell, the glow around the window dissipates. I try to slide it open and it glides freely.
So much for magic.
My beloved lies there, beholden to me, her arms outstretched. I sniff the air — her skin, her fragrance, moist sweat playing with the night air intoxicating my senses. Her chest heaves up and down gently. I bend over her, caressing the flesh on her breasts ever so slightly.
I dare not wake her.
Not now.
As long as I am here at night, standing watch over her, she will be mine; nobody else can reach her, and if they try, they will be destroyed.
21
QUINN
“Oh!” I wake up with a jolt.
Staring up at the ceiling, I can’t shake a sinking feeling. Like a pair of eyes are on me. Out of the corner of my eye, I can tell the curtains on my bedroom window are drawn shut. So, if I’m to trust my instincts, someone must be in the room with me now.
I cautiously lift my head up from the pillow, not wanting to alert whoever this intruder is. My eyes flash to the corner of the room, deep in the shadows. Relief instantly floods my body.
