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I THREW OPEN THEcar door of the Audi a block away from the club. “In,” I said, blocking her path back toward the bouncer. I didn’t trust her not to try and run back for a taste of blood. From the hungry look in her eyes as she hovered over the bouncer, she was ravenous.
What the fuck had I gotten myself into? Hell was an understatement.
She paused before getting in the car. “Damien…” Her voice trailed off at my scowl. Then she climbed in and my eyes skimmed from her ankles up to her thighs. Those fuckin’ great thighs that had been wrapped around my hips numerous times as I fucked her against the wall, in the chair, shower, bed, floor, against the window of the hotel room.
Jesus, I cursed beneath my breath. Thinking about her legs and ass is what had landed me into this mess in the first place.
I slammed the car door.
How was I supposed to live with this chick with those memories fucking with my mind?
I fished the keys out of my jeans front pocket and folded in the other side. I started the engine, shoved it into gear, and peeled out of the alley.
I’d rather be in the arms of Hades than stuck in this car with a chick I’d stupidly fucked. It was like being trapped with a woman in a coffin that was nailed shut—my worst nightmare. Then add in to the mix the woman wanted to sink her teeth into my neck and drink my blood.
The Abby I’d met that day in the grocery store was indistinguishable now. I glanced at her and noticed how pale she was and there were dark circles under her eyes. Also missing was that sexy, feisty smile that made my cock hard.
It had been fucked up how attracted I’d been to her, since I rarely paid attention to women. I couldn’t say what it was or why I decided to spend those two days locked between her legs. Delicious though it was, it had been a mistake, one I was now paying for.
I swore we’d used condoms every time we’d fucked. I never fucked a chick without one. But we’d done it so many times, I wasn’t sure anymore.
But the reason I didn’t remember about the condoms was because I’d never been that out of control with a woman. It had been this driving need to take her again and again.
Irresistible. Raw. Wild.
And fuckin’ stupid.
I knew better than to fuck a goddamn witch. One who was young, unbelievably sexy, and a smart-ass.
Jedrik must have enjoyed himself sending me that email with the subject line ‘Condom fail.’ I thought it was a joke.
Then shock, disbelief, and, finally, fury simmered for the flight back to Toronto, only to emerge when I met Jedrik at Keir’s and got the full lowdown on Abby’s situation.
Why the hell would she drink vampire blood? It didn’t make sense. Did she want to be a vampire? Be Liam’s fuckin’ slave?
That sounded nothing like the chick I knew. She had trouble giving me control when I fucked her. Of course, I always got my way and Abbs learned that fast.
The girl was confident enough to hit on me at the grocery store. It was unexpected when most women looked at me and ran in the opposite direction. My scowl, tatts, and indifference kept chicks at a distance. They were a pain in the ass; case in point, the situation I was in now.
What had I been thinking when I agreed to detox her? Shit, we didn’t even know if it would work. Balen had been the only one to ever fight off the poison of the vampire blood, and it had taken him two fuckin’ years.
Abby was what? Twenty-one, a witch, and pregnant. With my kid. It was an impossible situation.
I ran my hand through my short, dark strands then pounded the steering wheel with the heel of my hand. “Fuck.”
“Damien?”
I made the mistake of looking at her. Her long lashes fluttered—ones I’d kissed, licked, and touched with the tip of my finger.
Irre-fuckin-sistible
“Damien, I’m sorry. I told Jedrik not to tell you. I didn’t want you to know. ” Her palm rested on her abdomen, and my hands tightened around the steering wheel. “I just think maybe it will be best for us both if someone else does this detox thing with me.”
I grunted.
“It’s not that I don’t appreciate you coming all the way here, but I have no idea what is going to happen, and Damien, I don’t want you to see me like this.” Her gravelly voice drifted off on the last few words.
“There’s no one else.” And there was no one else, because only Balen, Jedrik, and now Delara knew about this. If Waleron found out, there was the issue of the Wraiths becoming involved, and, of course, Trinity. Most likely, the Wraiths would insist on Abby’s death, and Trinity… well, who knew what that bitch would do. Throw Abby to the wolves, literally.
