Page 67 of The Hookup


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He gave me a wink and starting backing up. There was a couple in the restaurant dining alfresco and they were watching us. I realized the guy was the driver who had taken me home the first night, when I left the bar with Cain.

He was watching us with naked curiosity. The woman with clear astonishment.

Cain shook his head, giving a dangerous laugh. “What? You have something to say, Brian?”

I didn’t wait to hear where it went. I quickly walked down the path to the front door of the hotel. Needing to run. To be away from his influence. His temptation.

But that night I touched myself until I shattered, Cain’s face on my phone screen, inches from mine. “That’s it, Red,” he said. “So fucking sexy.”

I felt wild, like Little Red Riding Hood must have when she burst forth from the wolf’s belly. Triumphant, adrenaline on high, my skin alive.

I imagined this was how Cain felt about alcohol. He had to have it.

I had to have him.

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