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Fuck. I could use a shower.
And my suppressants.
Oh no.
Will he give me his own suppressant cocktail?
Should I take them or just suffer a violent Heat with him?
Oh, God.
As if on cue, the door opens, and I roll over to see Michael. He’s changed into a sweatshirt and jeans, and he gives me a bright smile.
He acts like he didn’t just kidnap me.
“Hey, babe. You sleep well?”
I nod, doing my best to return the smile.
Maybe I can gain his trust, then find out where we are and plan an escape.
I’ll be damned if I spend the rest of my life with him.
“I think I need to go to the hospital,” I murmur. “My head hurts badly. I might have a concussion.”
He sees right through me. “Aw, I’m sorry, babe,” he smiles. “But a hospital won’t do anything for that. You just need to rest.”
Plan foiled.
I swallow, refusing to let him see me tear up.
He’s not stupid. Of course, knows what I’m trying to do.
And, unlike him, I’m not used to manipulating people.
“But let’s get you in the shower, okay?” he says, still grinning.
I freeze.
“Relax,” he says, his smile fading. “I’ll be outside the door. I would never make you do something you didn’t want to do.”
Liar.
“Thank you,” I whisper. “It’s just a lot.”
“I know. But I’m here now, and I’m not going anywhere.”
It feels like bugs are crawling on my skin, and I try my best not to dry heave.
This is very, very wrong.
But he’s temperamental, and I don’t know what will happen if I push him over the edge.
He believes he loves me, and I have to play along until an opportunity makes itself known.
As he cuts the zip ties from my wrists, I try not to think about Grey, James, and Beau.
Wilson’s furry face fills my head, and a tear slips down my cheek before I can wipe it away.
