Page 44 of Just Mr. Love


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I don’t say anything at first. Helping Morris doesn’t feel right.

“Huff,” Morris adds, “sooner or later theywillfind out how you were made—whether it’s getting their hands on you or working with the blood samples they already have, they will figure it out eventually. So why not save River and Keni?”

He’s probably right. Kyle isn’t going to give up.

“What makes you think you can fix River?” I ask.

“If I have a stable, complete formula, it changes everything. I just need to know the active ingredients to figure out how to neutralize them.”

“You have no choice, Huff.” Mom grabs my hand. “I can’t lose you, too. And I’m sure River doesn’t want to die. Give him your man-goop.”

Man-goop?This is beyond surreal, but maybe they’re right. I have to help River.

I sigh. “Fine. Get me a cup.”

I do my business in the guest bathroom, which was nearly impossible. Does anyone know how hard it is to jerk off when your parents know what you’re doing and are in the other room?

The shame…

But I thought of River and all the good-n-dirty stuff we did last night, and it all worked out. Morris took the sample, holding it like a precious, magical ring, and zipped out of there, promising to come find me after he worked out the formula.

In the meantime, I have no choice but to keep River alive with my dick.

God, can this get any weirder?The only thing keeping me calm is that Morris thinks I won’t have to “dose” River more than once a week.

I’m game for once a day, maybe twice, but he says it might make it more difficult to cure her if she’s pumped to the gills with…me.

I say goodbye to my parents and zip to the lake house, planning to get the hell out of there. I have no doubt that Kyle is going to try to come for me after I didn’t show.

I looked up a few islands we can stay at in Brazil where you mostly camp or rent out a small cabin on the beach. Cash only. Mom and Dad gave me a few thousand dollars, and I can always zip back to them if I need more. I hate relying on them like this, but it could be months until Morris figures out the formula and a way to get River a cure. In the meantime, we’ll need our privacy.

I zip to my all-blue kitchen, feeling a little more confident about room-to-room travel now that I’ve zipped straight to my parents’ living room.

“River!” I call out the moment I arrive to my kitchen.

Oh no.The frying pan I was cooking with earlier is on the floor, onions everywhere. The flame is still burning. I’ve been gone about an hour.

“River?” I call out and walk to the living room. The front door is wide open. “River!” Please don’t tell me she’s gone on a humping spree.

I quickly make sure she’s not in the bedroom, bathroom, or out on the dock. “River!”

There’s no sign of her.

Wait. What the hell is that?I can hear the fading sound of a helicopter.

Shit.I run inside and find my phone on the nightstand. There’re twelve missed calls from Kyle and fifteen texts.

The last one says:Choose. River or yourself. Call me when you make up your mind.

Kyle knew I was going to bail on him, so they came for me. Instead, they got River.

“I’m going to kill him. I’m going to kill my brother.”

CHAPTER SIXTEEN

Kyle probably has no idea that River’s been tainted by my bodily fluids and could die if she’s not “taken care of,” so I have to think this through and get her freed quickly.

I stand there in my living room, feeling the deep rage inside growing like a hot ember, but I have to keep my cool. I have to think with my head, not my anger or my heart, which is currently screaming to rescue her at all costs.

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