Page 110 of Dangerous Love


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“Did you throw someone out a window?” He starts the car before pulling away. I ignore the loud thump as I try not to think about what we just ran over.

“Maybe.” At least he doesn’t lie about it. He gets back on the highway. I wrap my arms around myself. The cold air blowing through the window chills me. Or it could be that everything is finally catching up to me.

“Here.” Mr. Black reaches into the back seat and pulls out a giant coat to hand to me.

“Thanks.” I put it over me like a blanket. “Can you tell me what’s happening now?”

“Let’s wait until we’re somewhere safe.”

I rest my head back. A giant yawn comes from me. I felt so awake a few minutes ago. Now it’s getting hard to keep my eyes open.

“You can sleep,” he tells me. I shake my head. Maybe I should, but what if this is all a dream? I mean, I wouldn’t mind if the whole murdering and being chased thing were. But the part of Mr. Black saving me, whisking me away to an undisclosed location, and most of all kissing me, have me never wanting to wake up.

“How can I sleep right now?”

“Your adrenaline is crashing. It’s normal to feel tired.”

“Oh,” I say with another yawn.

“You're safe. I won’t let anything happen to you.”

I look over at him. Soft kisses and sweet words. The man is nothing like I thought he would be.

“Thank you,” I say softly.

“You don’t have to thank me.”

“I do. You saved my life. You could have died.” He’s a real-life hero. I didn't think those existed, but here he is right in front of me.

He pulls off the highway. “Margaret.”

“I liked it better when you called me babe.” I put my hand over my mouth again. Why did I say that?

“Babe,” he starts again.

“Meow.”

I look at the crate.

“Is that a cat?” I bend down to try and look inside.

“That’s Bernie. Why we had to stop at my place.”

I smile, looking over at Mr. Black. “We went to get your cat. That’s so stinkin’ adorable.”

“Adorable?”

“That’s what I said.” I bend down again to look at the kitty. He’s a big boy. “Hi, Bernie. I’m Margaret.” He meows again. “I think he likes me.”

“You’re hard not to like.”

My cheeks go warm. Good thing he can’t see me too well right now.

We hit a gravel road. When I glance around, all I see is darkness. It looks like we’re in the middle of nowhere.

“You didn’t save me to only kill me, did you, Mr. Black?”

He doesn't say anything for a second.

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