Page 96 of The Blood Debt


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My clothes are completely wet, as are his, but he doesn’t seem to have a care in the world. Meanwhile, I’m still a grumbling mess on the back, and I am so glad the motorcycle noise drowns out the sounds exiting my mouth. I’m forced to hold on tight to his thick, rippling abs protruding through his shirt, and the feeling alone keeps me wet and buzzing with desire.

Fuck.

When we get home, I’m going to lock myself up.

I don’t care what room, even if it’s in that tiny cabin. Anything will do as long as it’s far away from him.

Because being close to him … that’s when things get dangerous.

My body is clinging to his, and it’s making it hard to breathe.

Hard not to feel my own heart going haywire.

Hard not to think about the way he kissed my thighs and licked my pubic bone.

Fuck.

The bike finally comes to a halt near the road, and I hop off even before he’s done bringing it back to the shed. But I can’t stay here a second longer.

“Hey,” Liam barks as he gets off too and pushes the bike off-road toward the forest, where I’m already stomping through. “Where are you going?”

I shove aside some thick branches from a bush. “Away.”

He laughs as he pulls the bag with groceries from the motorcycle. “In the middle of nowhere? Good luck surviving out there.”

“I don’t care.”

When I keep walking, he adds, “You’ll starve out there.”

“I know where the village is,” I say. “I’m sure I’ll be fine.”

He quickens his pace. “Did you forget the fucking deal you made with me?”

I glance at him over my shoulder. “Did I say I was going somewhere?”

His eyes narrow. “You said ‘away.’”

“Yeah … away from you,” I retort, and I turn my head again and keep walking toward the cabin.

He puts his bike down near the shed while I go to the oven and take out the deer meat before it turns black. It smells delicious, but right now, I can’t think of eating anything other than … him.

Good God.

I’ve really gone off the deep end.

I place the tray with the deer meat on a metal coaster so it can cool off. Then I walk to the cabin door.

Behind me, Liam puts the bag of groceries down on a table outside. Some more noise follows. The sound of a rope being flung over a tree branch makes me briefly turn my head to watch. I don’t know what he’s doing there, but I don’t care either.

It’s about time I got the hell away from him.

The rustling of his footsteps through the leaves and a gruff voice makes me pause. “Stop.”

My hand hovers over the door handle.

I can’t push myself to disobey him.

If I don’t listen, he’ll kill my sister. That’s the deal I made with him.

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