Page 76 of Restrain Me


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Max pulls his dress shirt from the bag and hands it to me. “Put this on over the T-shirt. No one gets to see what’s mine.”

“So possessive,” I mumble as I shrug the fabric on and tie it at my middle.

“Yeah, and you better remember that. Unless you want me killing a random man because he was staring at your breasts, you’ll keep your body covered.”

I shake my head at my crazy man, then follow him out of the bedroom. “I also need more toiletries. And some makeup. And a hairdryer would be awesome.”

“Anything you want, baby,” he murmurs, not really listening to me as he locks the door behind us.

“In that case, I also want a TV in the cabin.”

“Okay.”

I pause to ask, “Are you listening to me?”

His eyes flick to me as he opens the SUV’s door. “Yes. You want toiletries, makeup, a hairdryer, and a TV.”

“Oh. Okay.” I blow him a kiss before I climb into the vehicle.

Luckily, the trip to the nearest town isn’t long because I’m tired of the SUV after all the driving we did earlier.

“Whenever you need a break from driving, I can take over,” I offer again

Max just shakes his head.

“Is there a reason for your control issues?”

His eyes flick to be before returning to the road ahead. “No, it’s just the way I am.”

I nod and glance at the beautiful nature on the side of the road. “By the way, you didn’t wait for my permission before you broke free from the zip-ties.”

He lets out a chuckle. “There was no way I was waiting for your permission.”

Just two weeks of being in a relationship with him, and he’s built up my self-esteem so much that I wonder why I ever thought I wasn’t good enough for him.

Entering the town, Max finds a parking spot, then orders, “Stay by my side at all times.”

“You don’t have to keep telling me. I know the drill.”

We climb out of the SUV, and I hold my hand out for him to take. We link our fingers, and like a normal couple, we head down the sidewalk in search of a store where I can get something decent to wear.

The first store we come across has mostly casual clothes, and I manage to find two pairs of jeans and four blouses.

I also grab a pair of high heels, but when I want to pay, Max says, “Put your credit card away.”

Not wanting to discuss it in front of the store assistant, I allow him to settle the bill, but the moment we leave the store, I ask, “Why did you pay?”

His tone is serious as he explains, “Because they can track you via your bank accounts.” His features soften a little, and he wraps his arm around my shoulders. “And because I want to.”

With a happy smile on my face, I press closer to his side. “You’re too perfect. It’s actually a little scary.”

“Why’s it scary?”

I glance up at his face. “Because no one’s perfect. I’m waiting for the bomb to drop.”

“Me being an assassin wasn’t a big enough bomb?”

“Crap, I forgot about that,” I chuckle. “Now I feel better.”

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