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I push my hands into the dirt and twigs to push myself up, but I suddenly feel something pressing down on me between my shoulder blades.
A boot.
“Not so fast, love,” the man’s voice is thick and heavy.
Shit.
It’s him.
I know without a doubt it’s the man from the signing: the one who kidnapped me. Where is his partner?
Suddenly, Maple and Syrup both start squealing loudly, and I hear a sigh.
“Found the cats,” the man says. It’s the partner.
“Don’t hurt them!” I cry out. My voice is strained and my throat hurts. My words come out raspy and unfamiliar.
“Don’t move.”
“Don’t hurt them,” I repeat.
The boot digs deeper into my skin.
“And I said don’t move.”
“For fuck’s sake, Flynn, give it a rest,” the partner says. I crank my head back to look up and see the man. He’s got one cat under each arm, and is it just me, or does he look amused?
“Seriously? Names?”
The partner shrugs.
“She’s going to learn your name sooner or later.?
?
“I didn’t hear what it was,” I lie quickly. “You don’t have to kill me.”
“Shut your mouth,” Flynn says.
“Come on,” the other guy says. “You’ve got your prize. Grab her and let’s go.” He looks around and shivers. “This place gives me the creeps.”
Flynn doesn’t move his boot, though, and I get the distinct impression that I’ve somehow both pissed him off and offended him somehow. I’m not exactly sure how I’ve managed to do that, but there you go.
“You shouldn’t have made me chase you,” he says.
“Well excuse me,” I snap, completely pissed off. “In case you’ve forgotten, I didn’t exactly consent to being kidnapped or shoved in a trunk!”
His boot lifts from my back, but it’s replaced with his hand. Suddenly, he’s kneeling beside me. His hand presses between my shoulder blades and he holds me right where he wants me.
“Let’s get something straight, writer,” he says my career title like it’s some sort of insult. “You’re in my world now.”
“Is that so?”
“Yeah, I’d say that’s fucking so.”
He grabs my hair, fisting it, and yanks it back so I’m looking him in the eye. Is it horrible that the movement makes me suddenly feel completely wet? Like, how long has it actually been since I had sex? Shit. I rub my legs together, trying to ignore the sensation, but that only makes things worse for me. I’m suddenly going from nothing to fully charged, and I roll over so suddenly that he lets go in surprise. Then I reach for the man – Flynn – and I pull his lips to mine.
I kiss him wildly, running my hands through his hair. I kiss him like I’ve never been kissed before: like I was made for this damn moment. He hesitates for only a second before kissing me back. He takes over the kiss, dominating our movements.
