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Get herpregnant.

Fill her withlife.

Keepher.

Pleaseher.

Mark her forever asyours.

I’m positive this is the greatest moment of my life, having my girl limp against me, her labored breaths blowing my body hair around. Our stickiness drips from our still-joined bodies, and I will never want for more than this. This total perfection of knowing I made Laineyhappy.

But when she lifts her head and smiles at me, I realize every second with her will be better than the last. What have I done to deservethis?

What must I do to keepit?

A knife twists in my chest. “Promise. Promise you will come back tome.”

She lays a kiss on my chin. “I promise,Carver.”

“If youdon’t—”

Her finger across my lips stops me from telling her I will come after her, imprison her again if she fails to return. “When we were making love, I trusted you not to use your size against me. To take away my will. And you didn’t. You were so amazing.” Pride fills me, my heart turning over at her gentle praise. “Now you need to trust me, too. It’s not just me wanting freedom. Unless I go back to camp, they’re going to come looking. I can’t let them find you and hurt you because of me.” Her lips twitch. “Ortryto hurt you, anyway. You could probably take on anarmy.”

My voice betrays my misery when I speak. “How long will you remain away fromme?”

“Tomorrow is Friday. We’re going hiking around the lake.” She strokes my face. “Saturday is visitor’s day. Parents and friends come to visit the campers. Counselors get to visit with their boyfriends and girlfriends. Everyone has someonecoming.”

My spine snaps straight, a throb beginning in the center of my forehead. “Who is yourvisitor?”

“No one.” Sadness crosses her expression. “I won’t have one. But the girls will be mopey when their visitors leave again and I need to be there to comfort them. I’ll come back to you Saturdaynight.”

Denial stabs me. “No. Toolong.”

She sighs. “I like having a job, Carver. Making my own money.” Her gaze begs me to understand. “Normal things. I never thought I’d have a normallife.”

“Is that what you want? A normallife?”

For a few beats, she remains quiet. “I can make an exception for my big, wonderful giant in the woods. As long as I’m free to come and go as Iplease.”

Agreeing with a nod is the hardest thing I’ve ever done in my life. But as we walk back to the cabin hand in hand to collect her clothes, I replay her words over and over in my head.Normal things. A normal life. I can make anexception.

Do I want Lainey to regard me as an exception,though?

If not, what can I do to change it? ChapterSix

Lainey

Ican feelhim watching me from thewoods.

Allday.

From the moment I leave my cabin, his gaze brands my skin. While I’m in the mess hall having breakfast at one of the indoor picnic tables, his frustration over not being able to see me is palpable. He would like to rip the walls down with his bare hands, I’m sure—and I have no doubt he could accomplish it—but I force myself not to rush. Not to eat faster than I normally would if I hadn’t been claimed by Carver last night, body andsoul.

Do I already want to return to his cabin and bask in the warmth of his green eyes? Yes. So badly. But I refuse to let those bad habits form. If we’re going to have a real relationship, he needs to understand I’m the fucking Beyoncé of my own life. I want him to be my Jay-Z, but only if he allows me myfreedom.

Even if right now I feel like a prisoner anyway. And I kind of loveit.

Staring out over the lake into the forest, I wonder where he lurks. How he manages to stay hidden at all when he’s so huge. There’s an incessant throb between my legs reminding me exactlyhowhuge he is everywhere. I’m not sure where I found the bravery to take him inside me last night, but once the pain retreated, I felt almost…wild. My body demanded to be satisfied and at the same time, my mind ordered me to please Carver. The combination of those two needs was a powerful punch. One that made me feel alive, sexual. Like awoman.

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