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It’s three in the morning. And yet, sitting this close to Felix and feeling his heat and his possessive energy, sleep seems even further away. I feel like I’m more awake now than I was when I went to the party.
“About an hour,” he says.
“What happens next?”
He sighs darkly. “I’m not sure, Freya. I haven’t thought that far ahead. My only concern is to keep you safe.”
I nod, wrapping my hands across my middle, telling myself not to lose my mind over his words.
“And Mom and Julie,” I say quietly, glancing in the rearview.
Julie’s shifting in her sleep, sometimes letting out a few broken sentences, the words difficult to pick out.
“Of course,” he says. “It’s a good thing we went back for them. All I could think about was keeping you safe. If we’d left it….”
I reach over, touching his forearm, feeling his bare muscled skin against my hand. It’s like all the security of this man, my protector, is blazing through his flesh.
I know it makes no sense, and I need to calm the heck down, but I can’t help it.
“We didn’t,” I tell him. “There’s no point thinking about whatwouldhave happened.”
He looks over at me, his lips twitching in the suggestion of a smile. “You’re wise beyond your years, Freya.”
I give his arm another squeeze, conscious of the fact mom or Julie could wake up and catch us.
Felix must notice me glancing in the back. He laughs dryly.
“It would be a lot to explain,” he says softly, “on top of everything else, wouldn’t it?”
I return his laugh with the same dryness. “I’m not even sure what Iwouldsay.”
We’re both whispering now, though that doesn’t remove the risk. I don’t think mom or Julie would pretend to be asleep so they could eavesdrop. I can’t imagine them doing that.
“Tell them a madman has become obsessed with you,” he says, grinning, making me laugh again, even if it’s the last thing I should be doing. “Tell them the second he saw you, he went into full caveman mode, and now he has to have you. Now he’s become dangerously possessive, and he’ll never let you go.”
I smile, hoping he can’t detect the pain twisting through me.
He’s telling me everything I want and need to hear, but it sounds as if it’s a joke.
Surely that means he doesn’t feel it.
Which I already knew since it’s the only thing that makes sense.
Howcouldhe feel the same?
“That would be quite the shock,” I murmur.
He nods. “I imagine it would.”
“But seriously, whatshouldI tell them? Or maybe that kiss was a one-time thing? Or….”
I’ve run out ofors.
He reaches over, keeping one hand on the wheel as he confidently steers the car. His other hand comes to rest on my leg, immediate nerves tingling up and down my thigh, over my sex, though he keeps his hand near my knee.
“It wasn’t a one-time thing,” he growls quietly.
“You said you never kissed anyone like that before.”
