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Wanted him too, if I was honest.
He pulled the car in and killed the engine, waiting for the garage door to close behind us before he glanced my way. “You want me to carry you in, Trouble?”
He meant like that night, right after I’d cut my foot on the smashed headlight of his car. I shook my head and yanked the handle before climbing out of the car. I knew exactly why he’d brought me here. This whole fight to survive was consuming everything, including us.
I closed the door as Riven climbed out and stood beside the car, watching me round the front of the four-wheel drive.
“Are you reliving those moments?” he murmured.
I nodded as the thunder in my chest grew bolder. Flickers of images pushed in, his hunger and my desperate battle with my own sick need. I made my way through the house. It looked exactly the same, green and lush and breathtaking. I reached out and trailed my fingers along the thick, luscious green foliage of the indoor ferns as I headed for the kitchen.
My lips curled into a smile, remembering the look on Riven’s face as he’d cooked me my first vegan meal of oat flour pancakes, then I’d told him they were dry.
“The pancakes, isn’t it?” he murmured behind me.
I dragged my fingers along the counter, then stopped and turned around. “Yes.”
He wasn’t smiling, in fact he was scowling, no doubt reminding himself how he’d failed.
He hadn’t. I just wanted him to believe that.
“They were perfect, you know,” I declared. “The best I’d ever had.”
One brow rose quickly “They were?”
I nodded. “They were.”
“And yet you led me to believe they were dry and tasteless. I’m pretty sure your words were ‘I’ve had better.’”
Fear thrummed through me. His slow step was all predatory, making me instinctively step backwards. He knew how to ignite that adrenaline in me, how he made me want to run, and fight…and beg. He reached up and gripped my throat, driving me back along the hallway to the bedroom.
“You lied,” he murmured. “And you know how that annoys me.”
“Oh, yeah?” I jutted my chin higher, whispering. “So, what are you going to do about it?”
There was a long, slow, snarl with a twitch in the corner of his mouth. He drove me backwards through the room until I smacked into the foot of the bed. With his shove, I flew backwards and landed with a bounce. He was on me in an instant, grabbing my hand as he straddled me.
The cuffs attached to the bed above my head snapped around my wrist. I jerked and pushed upwards. “Riven, let me out of these!”
He grinned and grabbed my other hand. I fought him, bucked my hips and thrashed my body, but he was too strong for me.
The metal cuff clenched around my other wrist, splaying both my arms wide until I hung suspended. Riven breathed heavily, looking down at me as he pulled away.
“You still fight like a demon, Trouble.”
Anger burned as I gripped the cuffs and bared my teeth. “Come closer and I’ll show you just how much.”
He smiled and reached out, brushing his thumb across my cheek. “You think I don’t know how strong you’ve become with the help of my brother’s training?”
I glared as he leaned closer, so close he could kiss me. But he didn’t. Instead, he leaned up, and pecked me on the end of my nose.
“Boop,” he murmured.
I lunged, slamming forward. “Fuck you! Don’t you goddamn BOOP ME!”
His chuckle pissed me off even more. I lunged again. “Let me go, Riven, or so help me God…”
He gripped my ankles, pulling them until my head dropped and hit the pillow. “Go on.” He climbed onto the bed and in between my legs. “Fight and spit and scream.”
