It’s too much.
I am slick between my legs, and my breasts feel heavy.
I want Kit all over me.
“But I do love a good chase.”
Game.
Set.
Match.
He has ruined me.
“Hey!”
Speaking of ruined…
A bright flashlight blinds us, shattering the illusion that the outside world does not exist.
A wicked grin spreads across Kit’s cheeks before he grabs my hand and takes off into a dead sprint.
Adrenaline courses through me.It vibrates from Kit into me.
We take the stairs, two at a time, and dash past the security guard who doesn’t stand a chance.He follows in hot pursuit, demanding that I stop.
The chase only animates us even more.
I think over what Kit said and realize how much trouble I truly am in.
We burst into the night, chasing our freedom.But as Kit leads me toward my car and orders me to get in and drive, I realize I’ve given up freedom and am now a prisoner to Kit Rivers.
But I come willingly, and that’s what scares me.
Last night was a mixed bag of emotions.
I still haven’t heard from Jupiter, which confirms my fears that she’s furious at me.I don’t know what to do.
I want to call her, but her silence speaks volumes.
I would be miserable if not for what happened after the bowling alley.
I didn’t think it was possible to experience such utter highs and lows in one night, but I have whiplash from last night.
Kit’s vow has been playing on repeat inside my head.
“I promise, when I catch you…I’ll never let you go.”
A promise has never sounded more enticing.
I’m in the playroom, tidying up after the kids who had a ball playing with the donated toys I collected the other day.It’s humbling to see discarded items get another chance at love.
I’m tossing toys into the baskets, my mind a million miles away.
“The body was discovered early this morning…” says the anchor on the TV.
Instantly, my curiosity is piqued.
