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“Where does Abel fall into this whole equation?” I ask.
She rolls her eyes. It’s obvious she doesn’t like the guy—and I can understand why, given the way he’s treated her. “Abel’s trash,” she says. “Always has been,alwayswill be. His daddy was Gideon’s second for a long time, until he died fighting for the Heavenly Host in Cuba a few years back.”
“And you and him?” I ask.
Our eyes meet and something feral stirs in my chest. I don’t like the idea of there even being athem—the notion of him touching her, him thinking she belongs to him, makes me want to tear his throat out.
“There is no me and him,” she says. “There never was. He was a stupid boy who thought he got to take whatever was promised him. He was wrong…especially because you were out there the whole time.”
She bites her lip.
“I don’t belong to anyone but you, Javi.”
My eyes roam over her body—her freckled breasts, her nipples red and pointed from my touch, bite marks scattered across her skin. She spreads her legs and my jaw drops at the sight of her swollen cunt, my body responding to how much she still wants me.
“Get on the bed,” I command.
She does as she’s told, her lids hooded, her gaze heated.
And I get on my knees and show herexactlywhat it means to be mine.
CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
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JAVI
The sea churns around our boat as we make our way out on the sea, toward an artificial reef where the biggest fish like to hang out. Gideon stands at the prow while Abel pilots the vessel, a couple other men lounging around and looking out on the blue water. It’s my first time on the water since I got stuck on the Rig, and it feels natural to get my sea legs back under me.
It’s the only part of this whole situation that feels even a little bit natural.
I didn’t want to leave Peaches, but Gideon and Abel weren’t going to take no for an answer. I know they could kill me out here and leave me to die—and I’m sure Abel would love to try it if it was just the two of us—but I have a feeling Gideon has bigger plans for me. Like Peaches said, he’s trying to get me on his side, willing to offer me anything.
I wonder what he’s going to offer me today.
“Why not just fish off the edge of the Rig?” I ask, crossing my arms and going to stand next to Gideon. “I thought they liked spending time around the supports underneath.”
“No fish around the Rig these days,” Gideon says. “We caught everything below and they’ve learned to steer clear since. Back in the day, though, we used to pull up full nets—snapper, redfish, the occasional shark. Good eatin’.”
I frown. Doesn’t seem right; there aren’t enough people on the Rig to overfish the whole area. And we’re a way’s out now, the citadel tower just barely visible on the horizon.
“Abel caught a bigass red snapper last time we went out,” Gideon says. “They love it over here.”
“What’s down there?” I ask.
“Old Mer base from before the Convergence,” Abel calls out from behind us. “They left rations down there...and we like to leave a little bait too.”
All the others laugh.
That can’t mean anything good.
I can’t see the Rig anymore, but my bond to Peaches is as strong as it was when I was onboard, tethering me to her. I feel her love pulling me back, and it sets me at ease that she doesn’t seem to be in distress—which I would definitely sense now that we’re fully bonded.
I wander back around the edge of the boat, scanning the horizon. Abel stands right behind me, saying nothing. He’s clearly been in a bad mood since we met up this morning, and I think I know why—because I’ve actuallywon, and claimed the girl he still thought he would be able to snag. I’m surprised when he says something to me, his voice grating.
“Did she cry?” he says. “Please tell me she cried.”
I glare at him over my shoulder. “That’s none of your business.”
