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It has to be.
There’s no sign of Mitch, Warren’s dad, as we enter the trailer. It reeks of sweat and liquor, the smell almost overpowering as I fight the urge to retch.
“Come on, baby.” Warren drags me toward his bedroom, and it takes everything I have not to tear out of his grip and run.
I can do this.
All I have to do is separate my mind and body.
Warren’s room is tidy, a damn sight different to the rest of the trailer. He wastes no time dragging his hoodie and t-shirt off his body, revealing his muscular arms and broad shoulders. His stomach is shredded, tanned taut skin pulled over his long torso.
He grins. “I’ve missed you, baby.”
Bile rushes up my throat, but I swallow it down.
Oh God. This is happening.
This is really happening.
Memories of the last time we were together assault my mind. Angry words and clenched fists.
“Hey, Ken, what is it?” He crosses the small room to me. “What’s wrong?” He cups my face almost tenderly. But Warren doesn’t know how to be soft. It’s all a game, an act, his messed-up brain tricking him into playing a role.
“I told you, I’m just tired.” The lie sours on my tongue as I try to meet his stare.
“You’re safe now, baby. I’m not going to let anything hurt you again. I promise. Come on, let’s go to bed.”
My eyes flutter closed of their own volition. When I force them open again, he’s still watching me, still staring at me like I’m the thing he both loves most in the world... and hates.
But Warren doesn’t know how to love.
I learned that the hard way.
He starts undressing me, meticulously stripping the clothes from my body as I stand there, rooted to the spot.
“So fucking beautiful.” His fingers brush the curve of my breasts, lingering. I glance down to find him staring at the little cluster of bite marks.
Fuck.
My blood turns to ice.
“I can—"
“I’ll never let him hurt you again, baby. Never.”
Warren scoops me up in his arms and carries me to his bed, pulling back the covers and laying me down. His touch is all gentle and wrong. At least when he’s hurting me, I know where I stand.
My body begins to tremble again as he climbs in beside me and pulls me into his arms.
“Baby, you’re shaking.”
“I-I’m cold.”
“Come here, I’ve got you.” He rolls me over, tucking me against his chest. His arms tighten around my waist, his chin resting on my shoulder. His body plastered against mine has me biting my cheek. I can feel him hard and ready at my back.
Oh God... this is really happening.
“Fuck, I’ve missed this.” He says the words so softly it would be easy to believe them—if he hadn’t destroyed my soul time and time again.
