Page 150 of The Blood Debt


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He tips up my chin. “As long as I have your heart.”

With a gentle nudge, he brings my lips closer and kisses them, marking them as his.

And for the first time in forever, I don’t feel guilty for kissing him back.

For giving my heart to this monster of a man.

When the sun shines brightly through the window, my eyes break open. It slowly dawns on me that I fell asleep from sheer exhaustion, but the view still manages to boggle my mind. There he is, Liam fucking De Vos, a dead man walking … in all his fucking naked glory lying sound asleep next to me.

His arm and leg are draped over my body like a protective shield, his nose buried in the crook of my neck, lips still puckered from all the sultry kisses that made me fall asleep. And as my eyes swoop over his gorgeous, muscled body, my own naked skin reminds me I didn’t get dressed either.

And judging from the stains on my belly and breasts, I never cleaned myself up either.

Oh boy.

I slip out from underneath him, carefully pulling his hand off my body as I slither out of bed and out of his warm embrace. My nipples instantly harden as I rush to the bathroom and lock myself inside, my heart pounding straight out of my chest.

It feels like it should be illegal to be this head over heels for someone that bad for me.

But I am, and it’s undeniable.

And when I look at myself in the mirror, all I see is that girl from long ago, grinning like a stupid schoolgirl.

Stop it, Jasmine. He’s just a boy.

Just a boy with a giant dick.

I snigger to myself and grab a fresh washcloth, then pour some water into the sink so I can wash. I don’t think he’d mind … would he? It’s been a whole night.

I lather the washcloth with soap and brush it along my skin.

SQUEAK!

The loud noise makes me look up and pause.

THWACK!

That sounded like … a door.

Definitely a door.

But it isn’t a wooden door like the ones in the cabin.

It’s a metal one.

Like a car door.

And it definitely came from outside.

Only one thought crosses my mind, and the washcloth tumbles from my hand in shock.

They’re here.

Chapter 33

Liam

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