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There was a panel with options that all seemed way too extra. Regulating water temperature, pressure control, which of the four heads to use. I just needed to wash my clamburger with some warm water, everything else was irrelevant.
I eventually figured it out and took a leisure amount of time within the confines of the cubicle.
It wasn’t as if I had anywhere to be, and the idea of escape was fleeting. Where would I even go? I had no car, no money, and no sense of where I was at. I could take a life, yes, but that didn’t mean I was cut out to be a criminal.
I’d been winging it this entire time, doing what I felt was necessary. If not for Dad leaving me his jacked-up Pandora box, I wouldn’t be involved in any of this, my hands would be clean. Rhys’ parting words from earlier floated to the forefront of my mind.
Why was I so determined to keep this flash-drive safe? It would never benefit me in any way. I wasn’t sure what it did or why everyone was ready to kill for it. I honestly didn’t even want the damn thing.
With Rhett, though, I wasn’t worried about someone hunting me down for it. No, not Rhett, Rhys. His name was Rhys. Rhys Barron. Rhett Sullivan didn’t exist. Whoever he was, I trusted him when he said he’d keep me safe. I still didn’t know where he fit in the grand scheme of things, but right in that moment all I was concerned about was sharing a bed with him.
I finished my shower and dressed quickly, wandering back into the bedroom after combing my hair and brushing my teeth. I wasn’t sure what to do with myself. I didn’t have a desire to go exploring this house.
Emery was more than likely with Callum, who knows what the two of them were doing. I wasn’t sure what the extent of their personal relationship was, and that was the only person I cared to see.
I went back to the bed and perched my ass on the edge, staring down at my toes.
Within seconds, my spine prickled with an awareness. I glanced over my shoulder, finding Rhys’ very open eyes trained on me.
“I thought you were asleep.”
He continued to stare, his metallic hues traveling over me in a slow perusal, no response coming forth. Again, I felt as if he were searching for something.
His eyes found mine again, I held his stare for as long as I could, disrupting the rhythm of my heart.
What is it? What do you see? A small voice asked what I didn’t have the guts to ask out loud. Unable to look at him any longer, I swallowed and tore my gaze away, bringing my knees up to my chest.
“Stop staring at me,” I muttered.
“Why?” There was note of teasing in his voice.
“Because its creepy.”
“Then why were you staring at me for an hour straight before you got in the shower?”
My entire face exploded with heat. I thought he’d been sleeping.
“I wasn’t. Not for an hour.”
The bed dipped, and then he was at my back, fingers moving strands of my
damp hair to one side of my neck.
“What are you doing?”
“Touching you,” he replied casually, bringing his lips to the place my pulse was beginning to jump, igniting the skin beneath them. “I knew you’d be in my bed eventually. I envisioned it over a dozen times.”
I almost pointed out that I had been in his bed multiple times, just not this one.
“Are you implying that I’m here willingly? I’m not.”
He laughed lowly. “Do you believe your own lies? Because I don’t.”
His hands came around my middle to rest on the top of my thighs, his solid torso pressed against my back. “Tell me to stop at any time, princess.”
He knew that was unlikely. I loved the feel of any part of him, touching me no matter how sick or wrong it was.
When he’d put that gun in my mouth, I thought that was it, but some deeper part of me knew he’d never pull the trigger. The debased side that felt nothing but desire as the metal slid along my tongue, flooding my pussy with arousal when he finally put his hands on me.
