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“Hey...we might have a problem.”
I came back to the present with a gasp, my head spinning, and my stomach feeling queasy as I went over everything I had just...remembered.
Everything I wish I hadn’t...remembered.
Frank—Frank had been my stepfather. I could remember small flashes of the past. A small, hot room with no air conditioner. Faded flowered wallpaper peeling off the walls.
And a flimsy lock.
That never worked the entire time I’d lived there.
My stepfather had been trying to rape me. Hehadraped me in the past.
Thank fuck I couldn’t recall those specific moments now.
Jack had...killed him.
“You killed Frank,” I whispered.
“What did you just say?” Jack asked in shock.
“You killed my stepfather. He—he’d been hurting me. And you killed him.”
Jack searched my face, his skin pale and his jaw tense. “You remember?”
“Like it just happened yesterday,” I whispered, my hand reaching up to gently stroke his face.
I’d been searching for some link to the past.
Something that gave me a hint of the bond we’d shared before...one that I couldn’t remember.
Murder apparently was enough to solidify that. At least with Jack.
Not sure you could ask for more of a bond than that.
“I would have done anything for you back then,” he whispered, brushing a tender kiss across my lips. “And I’d do anything for you now.”
“Make love to me, Jack. I need you,” I whispered, a sense of calm settling over me.
His face blanched and he tried to move away. I grabbed his face and forced him to look at me. “Please.”
I took his hand and stepped back towards the bed, leading him with me.
“Kennedy. Sweetheart. I?—”
“Just trust me, Jack. Remembering now...I think I’ll be okay. I just have this feeling.”
“I feel like the biggest asshole that I’m hard right now,” he growled, his tone frustrated.
I laid back on the bed, pulling him with me as I did so until he was hovering above me. I put my arms above my head, my hands clasped together. “We can work our way into more. But for now...we’ll do this. Take me, Jack. I’m yours.”
Maybe murder turned me on.
I’d have to analyze that at a later date.
Jack studied me for a second, before that earlier commanding presence settled over him. His hands moved to my thighs and he slowly moved them upwards until they were settled right under my core. Jack’s thumbs idly slid along my skin, each brush coming achingly close to where I wanted him.
“I can’t resist you,” he finally murmured. “I would give you whatever you wanted. Be whoever you wanted me to be. Die trying to keep you.” His hands glided around my thighs until he was gripping my ass, squeezing as he leaned forward and captured my lips in a deep, desperate kiss.
